Throws a look

Blows away

She woke up to follow

The lapping ocean

Is her thing

An ever friend

Not hollow

Her whispers are

In the wind

Rain for her

Just fountains

Her garden where

The Lovers go

No thunder there

Not harrow



Just woke up

To follow it

Throws a look

And still

The swallows fall

Around that face

And wonder is for her 



Girlchild with the universes in her



With sleepy eyes

She throws a look

At the passing swallow

Nestled in

Her candy hair

She's never heard

Of tomorrow

How it filled me

How it filled

Girlchild Aglow

How it filled me

How it filled

Letting go of sorrow