Poem for Grandson

This poem is dedicated to Nhỏ Con Rồng, the name I call my grandson, who was born January 19, 2013 in Austin, Texas. The first stanza refers to the night of his birth when I returned to his parents' house while he stayed at the hospital. When I got home to Virginia, the amaryllis my friend Judy gave me had bloomed three large beautiful red flowers. I took it as the sign of welcoming my grandson into the world.

 

Golden Silk Thread

I had not yet gotten home

At the street corner I just turned

And yet I began to miss you so

I’ve loved you since before your birth

Oh the big bright eyes of yours

Are as blue as the dreamy lake’s water

And from your sweet tender red lips

Of young milk the fragrance’s still strong

Sweet dreams tonight my dear little one

Together we will be in the morn’

A magical day was thus spent

A day full of glory we were blessed

As the night lulled me to sleep

I saw your face and innocent smile

My heart’s so filled with love and awe

Could have I been in heaven or not yet?

The day I left you came

To see me off at Austin airport

Now I can’t help but think of you

My love for you is overflowing day by day

On my desk the amaryllis

Has bloomed its large red flowers

I am so sure it is stretching high

To welcome you to this world of ours

Here my love to you I send

As a piece of golden silk thread

I will weave it into a poem

And  your name Nhỏ Con Rồng it dances