post-a-poem, april thirteen

i think i need to
delve deeper to find you
my blue eyed girl
my urchin
my song...
as your years go up
my pedestal goes down
and i need to work harder
to make it strong

(i am your mother
you are my daughter...)

i don't want to lose you
in the waves of the day
i don't want to have been too busy to hear you
as the crush carries you further away
instead i will slow myself to listen
i will still myself, i will hear,
and i will stay.