I am the world.
  This is my moment.
  I turn things upside down with just a smile;
  I light up the faces of those around me with my natural sunshine.

  I am Benjamin....
  "Son of the Right Hand " and " Son of Strength".....
  I am a new soul on this earthly home yet I have always been.
  I am here to live and love and work and play.

  Hold me close to your hearts and
   keep me warm in your arms.
  This is my moment and you are my family.
  We are marked on each others' palms.
  Let us venture forth together and continue our song.

 Jack, Jack..... Son of radiant sunshine....
 Ever smiling, ever bright,
 Ever sharing mirth from deep within
 your Arctic rainbow.

 Jack, Jack..... Steadfast and true.....
 Little fair-haired angel.....
 Touching hearts and giving love
 as freely as the running waters.

 Princes and kings now sharing your dreams
 Venturing to the moon and stars, dancing in the Northern Lights,
 then back to home safe home
 again.

 Jack, Jack....Boy of the Earth....
 Stealer of hearts....
 Your family kneel from near and far,
 encircling you across the skies
 with outstretched arms and boundless love.

Moonbeams and sunbeams and angels and kaylas,
All making entrance into our lives to touch our hearts and steal them away
  to a secret place .... Gently and silently sliding in
          kissing our cheeks and touching our brows.....

Beauty as we have not seen before
 in wee eyes and tender smiles.
Kayla.
Kayla.
Beautiful Kayla.
Sweet dreamer, warm cuddler, little nestler.

We have been waiting for you all our lives and now you are here.

To love and nurture and bring new joy and happiness
                                                                       and wonderment into our lives.

Thank you wee Kayla. We welcome you and adore you.
 You are a rare and precious gift for all the world to gaze upon and behold.

 The Day of Awesome
at Baptist Memorial Hospital   
    
     Mother Ana ....working very hard at work of labour to bring dear baby
boy into this wonderful world of love...smiling, tired, proud of baby soon to
be here and announcing himself....encouraged and helped by attentive nurses
and daddy-to-be...
  
     Father....... Taking part in this amazing journey of birth....pacing,
playing video games, drinking tea, eating snacks, drinking Diet Dr.Pepper
drinking more Diet Dr. Pepper, kissing Ana, reading mags, helping with
pushing, filling in the anxious waiting moments....

     Holding beloved's hand and rubbing her leg for
reassurance... quiet whispers .......sweet  anticipation as minutes tick
by.....new son soon to make entrance into outside, new world to meet his
parents.  

     Brasilia Grand-Mama.....lovingly watching over daughter like mother
hen and baby chick , reading New Testament for courage....sending peaceful
waves..... knowing, silent strength, vigilant.  

     Canadian Grand-Mama....watching clock and monitor for signs of
coming new grandson, anxiously spending time, praying for well-being of
dear ones. 

     Guelph Grand-Pa ....... waiting and watching thru long, patient, 
moments of anticipation....also keeping busy with daily tasks to minimize the
agonized waiting from afar and pass the time before welcoming the beautiful
child.
    
     Lewis Grand-Papa ...... reading, observing the goings-ons, ready to
greet the special arrival ....patiently supportive, reading the latest news,
trying to catch a nap....    

     Baby on Journey...... Warm, cozy, liking Mommy's tummy and yummy
meals .... dreaming and wondering what is to be in that outside world...
Knowing inside world is very comfy and reassuring .... yet ready to
trust his parents and be delivered.    
 
     4:46 pm: JOY, BEAUTY, WONDER.... Matteo Santos Wozenilek greets the
world and nothing will ever be the same again.

        I was thinking of you
               and wanted to write,
          so I sat down on the bench
                                         still wet from the rain
                                                   and began …
        the waters were calm
               and the crows were calling
                                                   greetings
                        to all who would pay attention
                          on the morning airwaves,
        I listened to the distant crickets
                and watched 
                                   a sowbug
                                    crawling laboriously
                  on his own meaningful mission,
      and wondered
               how
                        we can be on the brink 
                                                    of war
               when     nature is at peace,
                         how can we      be
                                   on the brink of war 
                                   so terrifying in possibilities
                 when
                             nature is at peace?
               boaters were out on the lake
                 my neighbour mowed his lawn
                   and the clouds were gently gathering
                                                     without a sound.
      and then
                         the rain began to 
                                  fall
             and I was forced to retreat indoors
      as the crows halted their cries
         the sowbug took shelter
        and the crickets hid  in silence.
               this poem is for you…
                         the world
                            is still beautiful
                though our countries speak of war.

                     we're  Boomer Canadians
                          we're not used to this,
                     we're Boomer Canadians
                          and we believe in peace
                              at almost any cost.
                                we weren't brought up to fight
                               and defend our country
                               (except on video games),
                               we don't really know how to wave our flag
                               and sing our anthem proud
                                                                          and
      bold
                                         and be          patriotic,
                                     after all … we might insult someone
                                               or infringe upon their rights.
                                       our parents knew the ghastly deeds 
                                                                            of
      war and more
                                         and spoke in muted terms of death
                                                and lambs slain on the fields,
                                                          of mothers, fathers,
                                                            brothers, sisters,
      friends,
                                        laid alone to rest in
                                                           countries far from
      home.
          but us… 
         we're the Boomer Canadians
            we're not used to this,
                  terror clamoring at our doorsteps
                    reliving the murder of thousands     dressed like us
                              through our television sets
          watching over and over      and over and over
              making sure it's not an evil dream  or
                    newly released action movie.
                    us…Canadians
                              we light a candle and pray for peace
                                                         and empathize,
          we pray not to be the prey
                    for we aren't used to this
                              and truly don't know
                                       the wages of war.

      confused      and hurt
                         and angry
                                   with you
                  for wanting her
                             and
                   pretending
                            you didn't want her
      when it was obvious
                                      you did.
      please don't lie to me
      about lust
                 because i understand it.
      i wanted someone   tonight
                 but
      i played the game
        and pretended I didn't.
      you should have played the game
                 because
      now i'm hurting from watching you.