Poetry

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*Dedicated to S.M.

I wish I could borrow your eyes
And use them for a moment as mine.
I want to see where you’ve been
And how you’ve used your time.

I want to see me crying in your arms
The day that I was born.
I want to take that child close
And know part of me was yours.

I was too young to remember
The day we said good bye;
But I would see the handprint on the pane
That left tears in your eyes.

I want your eyes so I could live
Perhaps one day of your life;
If I had to choose but a moment
It would be when you became a wife.

Maybe the time you became a mother
The day your daughter was born,
Or the moment when you realized
She’d have a daughter of her own.

But maybe I don’t have to wish
For such a miracle to come.
Maybe your eyes are mine,
Maybe our eyes are one.

And when my own daughter comes,
Many, many days from now,
We’ll see us both in her eyes
And all we’ll say is ‘wow’.

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