You are all that this name implies,
Christ shining through your eyes, smile and ideas.
You touched me so deeply with your light;
your knowledge of God so much clearer than mine

As your Godmom, 
I feel responsible for guiding your spiritual life.
It was really you who does that for me.

I have no doubt that your spirit looks after me now
Feeling your love in my heart brings me joy,
knowing your presence is with us here,
believing that you are one of my angels.
I can feel peace in those moments…when I believe.

And yet, I can’t feel that little boy you;
your humanness that was so warm.
My heart aches for all that I will miss in your growing up,
for all that was ours to share on this earth.

Your amazing grin that lit up your eyes,
making me forget that anything else even existed.
That cascade of curls – we all loved to run our hands through.
Exuberant energy enabling you to climb every tree in our path.
Careful explanation to your friend about being gentle with Chloe,
blinded by all the dust in her eyes.

Most of all I will miss your hugs.
No one has ever hugged me like you.
So full of trust, your arms wrapped around my neck

your legs flung about my waist.
No need to run on to something else,
staying right there – heart to heart
feeling only love and joy.

At night now, when I go to sleep,
I feel the breeze from my window
as it softly ruffles my hair.
I find myself feeling your tender touch as you
jala mi pelo.

© 2002 Julie Kyker
May 2, 2002