Sunday, August 2, 2009

i am still enchanted by the light you brought to me.

(tween machine)

it's 10 a.m.
and she's still dreaming.
no longer dawn's songbird...she's sleeping in.
all the blooming must leave her exhausted.
she's almost a dozen years old.
she's a beauty.
she worries too much.
the day cant start until she's up.
the dog seems to wait.
her brothers wait.
they love her.
they drive her crazy.

she changes everyday.
she changes every minute.
she's growing up.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

OK why do I always cry when I read your blog? I am thinking about your beautiful words over Alexandria- our blossoming beauty!

Kait said...

This is so beautiful!