"Inheritance" by Loke Mei Yin

Peering into the cradle,
I couldn't help but sigh, at the little wonder as he slept inside

Looking like an angel, I find it hard to believe
that something so beautiful is part of you and me.
Through come to think of it, you are a treasure by yourself,
our son no less, our daughter-in-law a saint if nothing else

So when I look at our grandchild,
this fragile tiny thing, with breath like a gentle breeze,
I could barely contain my excitement as I wondered whose eyes his could be.

Would it be lavender like the morning glories I see in yours
True blue like his father, calming as a steam,
or perhaps the green of his mother, sparkling like sunlight through the trees?

 Such choices, such colours
all jewels with light, dancing in their depths

A different colour, a different tune,
whichever one he takes,
my heart will sing for great will be the joy I partake

The baby stir and quickly I moved close,
Watching for his eyes and for a moment my jaw dropped short
As a pair of molten gold, stared back in reflection of my own