My daughter walks the earth

with feet pink and bare, not seeming to care about thorns...

photo by Sue Cauhape

My daughter walks the earth

with feet pink and bare
not seeming to care
about thorns.
She touches stones
as tiny gifts from God
picks them up and folds 
them inside her hand.
As I sob about some
insignificant trauma,
sitting shod and clothed 
against the sun,
she lays her hand upon my hair.
It’s okay mommy.
She puts the stone in my hand
and turns back to her work
of picking grasses by the root
to see how long they grow
and leaves me to sort out
whatever insult consumes 
my woe.

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You can read more from Sue Cauhape on her page, “Ring Around the Basin”:

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