Young lady Shana Aubrey Harris is unique and a special precious gift!

Shana Aubrey Harris
(our second beloved daughter
i.e. Punim, now clocked eighteen orbitz
round Mister Sun,
since she got born
two days after ole Punxsutawney
i.e. the Doctor Phil) -
of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax nest
resembled a Rastafarian hair weave,

which creature rattled with ire and peeve
ish ness, when rudely roused
from his abode February fourth
two thousand nine hundred and ninety nine
just two days after said groundhog
got prodded to predict
what surprises old man winter would deliver
from his snowy white sleeve

then juiced when he tried
tug git cozy once again,
an ear piercing cry rent quiet
of his Redmond Proficiency Academy den.
Wails surpassed decibel deemed tolerated,
hence entire webbed
threshold did reverb and rebound
and he could not muffle ears

to block out sound,
nor would said creature
trusted his beady eyes
how metamorphosis doth astound
transforming gangly infant
into a stunning - materiel
viz sans fashionably attired
home coming queen crowned
soon to be freshly minted high school senior,
and perhaps college bound.

Seventeen plus years ago elapsed in a flash,
as a newborn mandated to exit
her womb er full world uterine she did plash
ordained by Mother Nature decreed
she must wriggle and leave placental stash
without (of course) leaving a mass of trash.

Thus, exit from birth canal complemented
second and last daughter
to the Harris mix
whereby, she communicated
via clucks just for kicks

starting to gabble sounds
vocalizing sounds of cow bell licks
influenced by Donald Duck and Leif Erics
son, also enlisting
literary feedback from Barack Obama,

and his magnanimous Michelle
plus lovely brood of chic chicks
attired in his wall den uniform bespeaking
his pointed skill teaching pre-presidential days
within ivied bricks
primal utterances
she acquired (courtesy of Alice Cooper)
Retained like toys in attics.
Like any buck minister fully taken aback
this mister mom did fuss,
and fawn from one jimmy crack
corn to the next rhyme,

which captive infant audience gave no flack,
precious heir from loins papa did help spawn -
an everyday cracker Jack
of all trades whereat

n'er tiring as child rearing
more challenging
than untying Gordian knot without lack
king and how, The Idler Wheel Is Wiser
than the Driver of the Screw,
and Whipping Cords
Will Serve You More
than Ropes Will Ever Do to pack
a Judy ish us punch -

though thee Punim
born with adroit skill to quack
mimicking gripped banshees,
denizens frenziedly
shrieking out the box of Pandora -
as if one (when digging spikes of crampons)
felt tethered rope going slack

and a wallop, nonetheless
infant younger daughter
a boon against strife
wool worth effort and propensity

to revel qua biological miracle
re: said offspring did inadvertently
taught me lessons of life
to cherish and savor

each giggle, laughter and smile
amidst cramped apartment plus feeling
discombobulated frustration bubbling rife
introducing yours truly
to the tha hen pecked
moody blue goo goo doll wife.

Like a human bobbing sponge youngest progeny
absorbed auditory/ visual multitude
within each axon and neuron
of that infantile sensory “sir” kit board

aware at a tender young age
how she struggled
to string words together to convey a mood
predilection with language impediment
possibly passed thru umbilical cord.

No idea thru combination
of genetics and biology
that burnished beautiful lass
oof an offspring wrought,

a smart girl (now beautiful young nymph),
an apple of thine left and right eye
per this father who never thought
that thru attempts at conception sought
supremely melded genes,
he thought loves labors last,

t’would come to naught
delivered us an artistic,
intrinsic, linguistic lass
who for no price can be bought!

I TOO LOVE YOU MY DEAR SHANA -
MORE THAN THIS SHABBY POEM CAN CONVEY
WHICH...UPON ATTEMPTING TO UNDERSTAND -
ABOVE GIBBERISH
JA PROBABLY RAISE ARMS UP IN DESPAIR
UTTERING OYE VAY!

PostScript: these words got spilt across thee Lenovo Macbook Pro screen at least a few New Year's ago (yet thee roseate progeny not seen for far to long, and now she resides in Great Britain attending The Colchester Institute) inducing absolute joie de vivre at how fantastically she blossomed from a developmentally delayed daughter to an exemplary young woman)!