He was born in the time of a rare conjunction.
My daughter grew to new levels of wisdom only labor teaches and as she learned
I observed its progress through the night and a day as she lie
I noted its progress in the sky.
I wondered about his beauty and the enormity of any task what message was its delivery a function.
My baby is a miracle the streams of his river so often blocked
For 3000 years one side harried with no home for 150 the other side feeling like a family alone.
Asunder in tyrants inhumanities visit what armor could I give him how do I cover his people left and docked.
Such a serious man my time machine, but already and abundantly with the answers they sheen.
I love you PopPop Grampy I love you too, and in that sweet answer hope springs always anew.
I know where part of the answer of Venus, Jupiter and Mercury lies
They look out of the time machine of the planets eyes.
