A Drop of Reflection
she doesn’t
know it
or maybe she does
she’s more sensitive
than she shows
feeling things deeper
than she lets on
so maybe she does know
known all along
that she’s given me
a second chance
in life
a-sort-of-do-over-type-thing
where I get to experience
growing up again
the way i wished it’d been
through her eyes
I can see
what i needed the most
what i wanted the most
as her mother
as her friend
I am able to give her
all the things
i didn’t have
the material things
are ornamental at best
it’s the intangible things
that give us both
the key
I try not to take
any of it
for granted
her being here
just her being here
in the world
it is a miracle
beyond my grasp
beyond my comprehension
beyond my level of understanding
she is the ray
of light
that i reached for
in the dark
on the darkest of nights
and then the morning after
in the stillness
the repressed stillness
of unshed tears
i searched the sky
the clouds
and felt the rain
drop down
and the wind
pick up
in that lilt and lifting way
it does
steering a gull
across the shore
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