Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Song for a Lost Child

I see her everywhere
in every child's place.
I  am her father
drawing out what I cannot erase:
the fragile beauty of her face,
her body full of grace
and now the hollow of the empty space.

Perhaps before I awake,
while I am unaware,
unharnessed from all that I can take,
myself stripped completely bare,
I hear my child's laughter
soft in the arms of her mother
and I have no fear.

Ben Gage

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