The first day of summer.
\nHigh noon.
\nFrom the surgical arena
\nI saw a storm in one half of the sky,
\nsun and blue heaven in the other.
\nAnd in this eclipse of serendipity,
\nthe birth of my daughter
\non Father\u2019s Day.<\/p>\n
Where is the first drop of water
\nin the first sea that ever was?
\nWhere is the first new moon of night?
\nWhere is the first cry of life
\nto fill the silence of the world?
\nWho bore the first name
\nbefore the legions that followed?<\/p>\n
On this day,
\nthis birthday,
\nthis first Father\u2019s Day of my life,
\nthe first miracle of many
\nblessing me,
\nis a blessing of the candles
\non a girl\u2019s cake.
\nHappy Birth, Missy.
\nHappy Birthday!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The first day of summer. High noon. From the surgical arena I saw a storm in one half of the sky, sun and blue heaven…<\/p>\n