To Martin

There is a little boy

Born of two mothers

Born in winter and summer

Born in the north and the south

Born in the dark and the light

Named after a bird

Who will be free and fly high

Who will love and is loved.

This is a little companion

For the good and the bad to come

For the warmth and the cold to be

For the light and the dark to live

Taken from my house to yours

Made by my hands for yours

May it remind you that you’re loved

And precious

And a joy

Made of a piece of a fig tree from my yard to accompany little Martin in life