So, it was yesterday
you were an arms-wide smile toddling toward
bright red and blue blocks, bunches
of shiny grapes, a brand-new kitten.
Then you were smaller, a nod of knowing, irritated
shrug, faded wonder in a cap
and gown.
Brave, chin angled toward the Next,
air coming in quiet gulps. I will not
always be there to catch your tears
like silvered midnight prayers.
Daughter of Discord 