I never kept a baby book for you,
Never carefully charted inches and milestones
So you could one day see and I could
Prove I loved you.
This must be my evidence-
That I had finally learned how to play,
How to guide;
I drank up your air and built a treasury of raised eyebrows and sideways smiles.
I taught your siblings to enjoy your baby ways and to make room for your growing curiosity.
I saved your life ten thousand times, and each, the gasping pain and fear felt fresh and new-
You wanted to fly!
I pray you do.