i hear you humming
in the corners of our home
small voice
suspended in secrets
you are looking at her
while you sing
your eyes turning up at the sides
like you two know something
no one else does
the blue of them bluer
I wonder were they always
so deep
were they always
so blue
she is transfixed
ears standing on end
face pressing against
the small song
that you wrap
like a vow around her
does she listen
because you see her
does understanding suddenly
open in her eyes
a hidden flower
found by sun
when she realizes
she is among her own kind
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i love it! amazing writing that makes my spirit soar!
ReplyDeleteOh, mama. You are always my biggest fan. By the way, only a mother would use the phrase "making my spirit soar".
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