What she is

My daughter Jennifer

My daughter Jennifer

She is a kaleidoscope
of differences.
A faceted fractured
of her contradictions.
Yet that
is the beauty
in her.
A prism
reflection of
us all,
lights spectrum
into our chosen
The mere twist
of her finger
the rainbow
changes the hue
of the oceans.
The sun draws
from her smile.
A solar furnace
the coldest day.
And if,
if she turns
her gaze
upon you,
there is not
a second
in the march
of time,
that you
will not treasure,

Copyright:  2009, Donald Harbour

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