Moved

A poem to my daughter

In your presence I'm reminded
Why the fight is worth it
No matter how bloody I get
No matter if my knees shake
I will always move to get to you

The days last too long
Between when I make my life my own
And when you sit back in it
The long days catch me
Stargazing, hoping you'll see the same constellation
Somehow my message tries to get to you

Often that's 11pm, far too late to wake you
For something so trivial
I hope our heartstring plays a sleepy song
And your lip curls when you hear it
Mine will match

The tears well when the scene
My eyes behold looks like you and me
The mother and fawn, duckling, or kit
They all tell me we are connected
In the oldest love story ever told

And the same story will unfold
For eternity
And their empathy when we lock eyes
Moves me
Always moving to you
Towards all of us

Author's Note

Who grounds you to the human experience?

Reviews

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Ahh... How beautiful you both are! The first words of the poem are enough to tell everything, yet you made the rest of it even more beautiful! This is such a heartfelt poem. Your feelings are so pure and beloved. Hope you are doing great. Here for you! take care!