Full of love-

Releasing my bubbles and

Scarred from the pain.

Ever ready to try one more time...

But confused at the effort to throw THIS starfish

Back to the ocean under a clear blue sky.

Astounded at the aging process and afraid-

That I need to hurry before my time is over...

Is there another starfish waiting for me?

Green at many things-

But jumping right in and giving a try,

Jerky and jumpy with my beauty inside.

The mother of boys-

Butterfly wings, and skateboard wheels,

Dirt and scrapes

With souls that sing.

No one special- just another butterfly,

Always emerging and starting anew,

Each time a starfish is thrown to the blue...

There is another on shore waiting for you.

Inspired by my self-portrait quilt,

Foster parenting, and the Starfish story.

Quilt was started in a workshop taught by De Anne Sbardellati.