In order to make room
He lifted the little girl
Up into his arms
Above her,
His face hovered
The very aspect of
The great Deity

Her mother taught her
That the rains that fall
Nourish the earth
And that even buttercups
Should not be
Thoughtlessly crushed

But he lifted her up
To his stubble covered chin
He would always be
More god than man
To his little girl
He would be her daddy