Beautiful Faces

 

Beautiful faces look up at me each morning when I awake.

Beautiful faces smile, giggle, chatter on relentlessly, offer besos, produce tears.

I have planted seeds in my garden.

I did not know I yearned to be surrounded by these beautiful faces.

I did not know my world was incomplete.

My seeds grew and this took my breath away.

I touched the profound.

I became another.

I became myself.

Beautiful faces came and washed away all that I was.

I once saw you in my reflection, but I didn’t know it yet.

And now my garden is filled with beauty.

I must tend to it, I must tend to it endlessly.

I give you water, remove the pests and weeds, I bring you sunshine.

Beautiful faces are my sunshine.

-I wrote this inspired by my lovely, lovely children.