Kinship Down

We cope with waiting. Some people have religion. Some people chew their hair or bite their lip. I have words, sometimes writing. For the little blue-eyed blonde we both love so much, and to you, [edited].

Little Girl
Taller than you, her shoulders are broader too. Tears in her voice leave no time to measure the blue since her eyes first saw you.

©2015 Sandra R Davidson

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