A good poem articulates, illuminates,
and naturally, validates,
some thing, or feeling, already one's own..
some knowing already known, now
shaped differently, but still, so identifiable
as one's own as to possibly be startling..
such is this piece for me....
glad to find your work..
(and I...am just passin' through, again...;~)

A father to daughter poem...it always makes me teary reading it as I think of my father. These stanzas stood out for me:

The world hears you - the birds fly away,
Your song on their tongues, your spirit a-wing;
The fields cannot contain you - you burst out
Like a cloud and thunder the wind.

^^I like this stanza it draws a picture of a spirited child, full of innocence and wonderment that nothing can stop her! I can see a child running wild across the meadow and full of laughter. A beautiful sight for a parent...

How did I find you, my Inda godchild?
How can I guide you through places unknown?
You will surely outstrip me - your reach
Beyond my capacity to even conceive.

Sometimes as a parent we ourselves are not sure how to help/guide our children and that leaves us in utter confusion when the child herself shows the way and we learn. It does make us wonder who is the parent!?

I'll be your launching pad, my child
And safe - your landing strip, too;
Though I'll ache with wonder to see
The places you make your own.

I like how you have used launching pad and landing strip. For anything to safely take off, land or arrive it needs a sturdy and strong character(so to speak) the one to guide these little ones. This portrays very clearly and without doubt the strength of a father and his support for his daughter.

I really liked this read..a sentimental write :)