Learning how to hold

Radiant one,
How soft your gentle eyes
How your skin glows.

You thrash,
Whip paint at the canvas
How your hands hold.

You speak,
Never in complete sentences
How your mind grows.

You laugh.

And so do I.

Oh, this moment in time,
To hold your head up straight
And wait.

If only your mother could see you.
If only she were here to say,


If only for a little while.

Put the knife down you’re hurting me.
Hurting me because you’re hurting you.
Wait little bird. Wait.

The sun will rise and you’ll see.
You’ll see this night will break.
This sad will stop.


Stop it Radiant one.
Give that to me.
I want you to see.

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