How Lucky I Am
So now she is three
and like a lake that has always been there,
soothing me, feeding me with wonder,
she grows, continuing.
In ten years it will be a different
language we share, but always
the same connecting laughter and the feeling
of being buried in velvety flour
by her gentle ways that move my ravaged heart
In twenty, we will drink coffee, sharing
the same window. She will teach me, and I will be
her secret underground where she can nestle from
the revolving world.
In thirty, I will be old and she will be settled
into the source of her strength and individuality.
We will love each other the same as today,
when love is like the very air that rocks
so sweetly between us.
Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Anchor & Plume: Kindred, Issue 5, Nest”
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