Girlchild Aglow

Throws a look



Blows away



She woke up to follow



The lapping ocean



Is her thing



An ever friend



Not hollow



Her whispers are



In the wind



Rain for her



Just fountains



Her garden where



The Lovers go



No thunder there



Not harrow







Just woke up



To follow it



Throws a look



And still



The swallows fall



Around that face



And wonder is for her







Girlchild with the universes in her







With sleepy eyes



She throws a look



At the passing swallow



Nestled in



Her candy hair



She's never heard



Of tomorrow



How it filled me



How it filled



Girlchild Aglow



How it filled me



How it filled



Letting go of sorrow