Time

Now that time has morphed into one long day interspersed only with a consistent strange sequence of "food-diaper-poop', I have to wonder what was my life like before?

And I came to the conclusion quickly. Empty.

Aanya

Yes , it has been a long time coming. But she is here and she is beautiful , vibrant and nothing like me(so far!). It is tough but I am ready to take this is on for the rest of my life.
Here is a little something for my little something.

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellowed to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.



One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o'er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling place.



And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!