Suddenly found in a quartet of contemplation

I  find myself with four points left of inspiration

Points of reference found in yesterday and today

The other points of perspective along the way

Are those of only now and what was then

If not a Christian, you might speak of this as Zen

The larger point is having lived past my future

And finding only others that I must now nurture

And so now I do this in my role of happy father

Listening to the dreams of my dear daughters

One would chose to be a model gifted with her voice

The other, mini-me, has selectively made her choice

It is a good point to be in where I listen to them sing

Dreaming happy dreams of what their tomorrows will bring