speak.

I miss some of Caroline’s old words.  I don’t want Lulu to lose hers.

speak.

your Voice
so soft
tenderly telling the occasion of
Childhood

lellow hair
rogurt, skabetty
rudog the rednose reindeer

singing silly songs
and scheduling
picnics and play dates
tea parties and dress up dreams

your Voice
echoes in the rhythm
in the beats of

my heart

I don’t want to lose my little girl voice.
you say, sweetly

Innocence dripping from your lips
one day to be wiped away.