From 102454.540@compuserve.com Sun Aug  4 01:48:05 1996
Date: 25 Jul 96 02:05:00 EDT
From: Jackie May <102454.540@compuserve.com>
To: b5-creative@lists.best.com
Subject: Daughter (poem)

July 25, 1996
1:00 a.m.

This is just a short poem describing Delenn's
possible feelings about certain things.  Slush alert, sort of.
*Very* large warm fuzzy alert.  Beware.

Please, feedback?

>>>Daughter<<<

Every time I look at him
I see you
And a warm fist squeezes my heart.

I never wanted you before;
never lay awake with rainbows crossing
over me in the darkness.
Lovers of before
never released this wistful trickle of hope.
But now, there is John...

Maybe someday you will call him 'Father.'

I love to dream of you as I work:
will you have his eyes? Mine?
Will you look human or Minbari?
Will you be tall and striking?
Short and dainty?
I know you will be beautiful.

Oh, my daughter, I have such plans for us.
To talk of life together,
to enjoy the world.
Crystals and chocolate,
friendship and faith.

May you be created in love;
may you be born into a world free of war;
may you grow into a worthy woman;
may love comprise your universe.

I will be glad of David when he arrives,
but I await you, daughter.

May you come to be.

	by Jackie May
	<102454.540@compuserve.com>