In Memory of Shawn



Behold, unblemished perfection,
All it needs is a tiny breath
That appears to hover ever eminent,
But fails to happen.


Dimpled chubby fists curl gently
As if to grasp a finger
Resting lightly on the satin bed
Set now for the millennium.


Brown cornsilk hair
Caresses a plump cherub face
Already bound for eternity
On the sea of hundreds of penitent pleas.


Dusky fans of flared lashes
Brush this sleeping innocent
As the sable brush of a master artist
Brings the touch of genius to his masterpiece.


Yet, beyond this visible perfection,
Perfection missed the exquisite opportunity.
Each tiny breath
Labored horrendously.


Behold peace,
A miracle of peace prayed for,
Not the peace sought,
But a more perfect peace instead.


Love, Jody