sling diaries XI: beauty

Oh to wear you
sweet child of mine,
in fresh garden green -
to grasp the first of
spring's givings -
the shy crocus
the golden daffodil -

together we smell and see
a new season coming,
we embrace her warmer climes,
with all the colour, busyness,
and blossoming she will bring -

we walk outside without a heavy coast,
we walk, twirl and spin,
we snuggle close
(because we probably needed that big coat after all)

and I whisper in your ears,
a thing of beauty is a joy forever;
and its true,
a thing like you.



mama + babe are wearing simple silk sling in "spruce" by Sakura Bloom