Nicknames
Nicknames: The part of someone that I see/ That I love the most dearly/ I linger, thinking over the best one/ But sometimes it simply bursts forth/ Full bloom and beautiful/ Sometimes it takes a long while/ Before I see such a flower.
Sky: Clear blue and beautiful/ Ready smiles and laughter/ I tried too hard/ He’s gone now/ I didn’t know a single thing/ Perhaps I scared him off.
Knight: Dark red and warm/ Hauling me out of corners/ Wrapping me in strong arms/ Showing me how to stand on my two feet/ He’s got his lovely lady now/ He was never mine to keep.
Hunter: Dear ‘Loved, your hands!/ The Brown Boy, pines and mud/ Creeks, the beach, fire/ Talk to me, lad, don’t ignore me/ I hardly know a thing of you/ Wish I knew you best.
Hound: Ah, ladev, quite the year we’ve had/ But it’s fixed, forged anew/ I still have your finger, your hugs/ Your smile, hair, shocking blue eyes/ Though we don’t cuddle like we used/ We’ll sit and talk, “gach rud”.
Deer Hart: I don’t expect anything from you/ But you give to me, despite/ Hugs when least expected/ Listening ears and gentle heart/ Thanks for candy, lovingly bestowed/ Telling stories, long foretold.
Sparriow: Little brown sparrow, flighty, free/ Running wild, high fives and drawings/ Soft down and apple-cheeked smile/ Brave warrior, saving princesses/ Striking down foes and dragons/ Imagination, clear whistles, perfect pitch.
Lean’Ev: Leanbh, baby boy, Dar’in’/ Go-karts, tractors, Indeed!/ Hugs, kisses, little fingers wrapped in mine/ Grow big and strong, little lad/ I’ve a spot just for you/ I rather hope you’ll cuddle too.
Fierstr: First lad, little brother, honorary/ A fine looking boy, splendid smile/ You’ll share legos, sticks and trees/ You grew back into my hugs/ Don’t dare leave again/ Sometime, we’ll spend a day, just me and you.
Jabberwock: Jabberjay, my talkative one/ Always talking, never stopping/ Currls, smiles laughs,/ Please, don’t choke to death/ Don’t lose that wild sense of fun.
Pix: My dearest friend, fairy artist/ How we talk and chatter/ About anything and everything/ You listen well, and talk forever/ Sharing so much, music, books/ Theater, movies, thank you.
Beauty: Never fear, dear one, we’ll make it through/ You’ve had it rough, I know/ But I still love you/ We’ll see you safe and sound/ And I’ll tell only truth to what I see/ Inside and out.
Nightengail: Skinny, loving blonde/ Your hugs near knock me over/ I’ll listen and care, I’ll love and hold/ Keep your chin up/ Put on a brave face/ Don’t worry, love, I’m here.
Fin: Little finch bird, when did you grow?/ You’ve always been there/ Don’t quite know how it happened/ Suddenly we’re friends/ Working side by side/ Making magic, theaters go.
Nessie: Dear sister, ancient heart/ Barely understood/ Drawing in your own worlds/ Loving from afar/ Draw near, see the beauty/ The world has to offer.
Cheild: Nearest sister, darling friend/ My worrier and sunshine/ Making the world bright/ Willing heart, loyal companion/ You’ve been there as long as I remember/ Keep near, spirit-wise, and love.
Me, Myself and I: My father named me “Bug”/ My cousins, laughing, called me “Crashley”/ Fin lingers, simply, over “Ash”/ But I most dearly want names from three/ Pix tries, Hunter doesn’t know/ "Sherlock" doesn’t count, ‘less Hound uses it again.
Someday I’ll have a nickname/ One I’ll hold most dear/ From whom it comes, I know not/ But when that day comes/ I’ll smile, loud and clear/ And know it evermore.