morning thoughts
30 May, 2000
LJA
she lies sleeping
brings her
tousled hair
�school and friends
scattered around her head
new hopes new joys
like her clothes in disarray
�my child
across the floor
this woman lying there
my youngest girl
�my baby grown
a child no more to find her way
but woman
�within the world
young and vibrant my heart swells
filled with dreams of youth �with
I watch her sleep the knowing of her
my presence wakes her �lying there
with a groan
in dreams
"too early, mom, of futures yet untried
I want to sleep" �and yet her own
she pulls her covers
to live
to her head and
�my daughter
curls to rest
�my baby once
�until the morning
a young woman now
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