Poem for My New Granddaughter

First Poem for Baby Ava

When Colin, your big brother, let your name slip,

I thought, what a beautiful, simple name!

It reminds me of wings, of butterflies and birds,

Monarchs and robins, swallowtails and cardinals.

And “Ava” hints at “Eve,” earth mother,

Mother of us all.

Little Ava, born into this beautiful family,

We welcome you

                        Into this crazy and wonderful world.

 [Bob Coughlin (Your Grampa) / July 27 and August 4, 2016]