For Aryn
Such a fragile cup
Ancestral expectations
Sure will overfill.
Life is the heady
Potion; past, present prologue;
Future glory yours.
When to sip? When spill?
What best brings that joy which is
Both goal and birthright?
Dream, plot, love, laugh, leap.
And nor Mom nor Dad consent,
Come and get Grandpa.
-Dale Neibaur, 4/9/07