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For My Daughter

Last updated on June 25, 2019

For My Daughter

on the eve

of summer

the 13th year

at a morning

stoplight

saw a small

parachute tree

upright

its leaves fresh

green

one day

it’ll take off

without a sound

to where the rain falls

before it hits

the ground

and I wonder if

it will remember

the smell of grass

in the spring

what it felt like

all those wings

fluttering

ladybugs and fireflies and butterflies

how they just appeared

then disappeared

like a hummingbird

at the window

that wouldn’t wait

for a picture

TL

Published inPoetry