turning towards sky
Become the flowing water
Returns to the blue
About the Creator
S.R.Daley
fiction writer. World creator. Brainstormer
elegy for an unborn daughter
in my dreams, I have a daughter. she has my smile, warm and stretching across her cheeks like it will burst. she has her father’s eyes—soft and gentle—and his laugh. she is perfect. I give her a beautiful name, and she is everything I wish for her to be. she is curious, always asks questions and tries new things and lives without my fear of failure; she is generous, never selfish, but builds firm boundaries; she shows kindness to each soul she meets. I teach her everything my parents taught me. she learns how to read, to escape into a story and to write her own. she learns how to proof a loaf of bread, how to cut butter into flour and dust berries in flour before adding them to batter. she learns how to love, how to be loved. her life is beautiful, free from worry and filled with joy.
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When thinking about writing any kind of poem I always look to nature and my surroundings for inspiration. However poetry is and will always be something I can never quite grasp.