Baby Powder

A poem for my granddaughter, after holding her the very first time.

Baby Powder





I have baby powder on my shoulder,

your being is so sublime.

With your perfect smile and lovely eyes,

I met Sophia for the first time.



I have baby powder on my shoulder

left there by the angel that's you,

a smudge that's so snowy white,

there because I just held you.



I have baby powder on my shoulder,

who would think it could bring a smile.

A dusty mark where you had been,

like a fairy brushing by.



I have baby powder on my shoulder,

a sign you were just there.

You're not aware of the heart you took,

but now it's with you everywhere.



I felt your tiny heart beat,

and your breath upon my cheek,

you'll stay in my heart as I grow older;

cause you left that baby powder on my shoulder.



Written for my granddaughter after I held her for the first time. I don't know what form it follows other than to say it was inspired by the strongest emotions I had felt in a long time.

Revised August 30, 2010.