Daisy, you are small, but you are big.
You are rewiring my brain and rewriting my story.
You remind me of who I wanted to be,
I think.

The love is not just there.
It is growing and gnawing.
Slipping into moments, so unexpectedly.
Love is surprising.

I love your little teeth.

This isn’t completely what I expected.
It’s hard to predict how new additions
Will become new editions.

You are here. There is not an “I” anymore.
There is an “us.” There is a “you.”
Thank you for making me learn
How to be outside of myself.