I was the sunshine that cradled your day
That tried to push the clouds away
I was the sand that ran between your toes
When you were four years old
That soon became the rain you danced in
From seven to eleven

And I watched you grow in the glow of a moon
That beamed when you turned thirteen
How unfair you thought I'd become
When you turned twenty-one
Because you lost a few dreams

But I stayed awake when you were out late
I was the stars 'till you turned twenty-eight
And when you found your love "the one"
I was glimmer in the eye, the blue sky, the sun
Then you turned thirty-one

I became cloud, thunder and shower
There weren't enough minutes to put in your hour
You forgot how to dance in the rain
'till you turned forty

All you did was complain
Then you took off your shoes
And went back to the sand
I was now the warmth of your child's hand

At forty-three you spent more time with me
You began to understand
And when you stood fifty years old
You stayed warm to me even
Though at times I was cold

How close we grew when you turned sixty-two
The breeze was I
That hung your grandchild's kite in the sky
And I'm sorry I made you sad
When I took "the one" away

But I was proud
When you pushed aside that cloud
And cradled 'me' in the sun
For the remainder of our day

Copyright 1997 Gerry Mattia
Born 1965 Montreal, Quebec, Canada. Moved to Edmonton, Alberta in 1978 and finally to Vancouver, British Columbia 1997. Gerry has been writing poetry since 1978. His first major competition in poetry, "Humanitaas International 1994", garnered him "5th Place, World - Free Verse Poetry" for "Yuppie Dragons and Paper Mountains ". Keeping low key, submitting only one piece of work a year, Gerry manages to rank in the top finishers to date.