Still brimming with awe,

Allison Grayhurst


Still brimming with awe,


and cuddling sweet against your

father’s welcoming cheek.

Still bizarre in the light of

your unique humour and stubborn

as the apple tree is strong in the

happy earth.

Turning One tomorrow and all the things

you’ve learned in that span –

to say a word, to grow in kindness and

in temperament, to laugh out loud.

All the things you still are – a soul

of amazing riches, thoughtful and gentle

and so sure of yourself.

Still entranced with all things small and new.

Still each day we awake to your beauty

as we look into your strange sea-coloured eyes

and bend to smell the strands of your wispy hair.



Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst




Published in “Medusa’s Kitchen” July 2017


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