What she is

My daughter Jennifer

She is a kaleidoscope
of differences.
A faceted fractured
mirror
of her contradictions.
Yet that
is the beauty
in her.
A prism
reflection of
us all,
lights spectrum
bent
into our chosen
colors.
The mere twist
of her finger
moves
the rainbow
or
changes the hue
of the oceans.
The sun draws
energy
from her smile.
A solar furnace
warming
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,
forever.

Copyright:  2009, Donald Harbour