For Ivadel

Ivadell, you held us in your arms that day - but look at how tiny me and

Matthew both were; and you so strong, and full of grace. what stories these

Pictures can tell, of days when we bathed brightly in the sun; with the

Medicine of laughter everywhere. ivadell, i held you in my thoughts that day

(And wished that they were arms) when you were frail - and passing from this