Carry Me....................... (for Tessera)
One day I will be old
and you will say to me:
When I was a little girl
do you remember how
you used to carry me
in your arms, down the stairs
in the morning before breakfast?
And I will smile and recall
the face I saw ten minutes ago
sleepy eyes, not yet ready for light
arms stretched out to me as
you knelt in your bed
picking you up
taking you in my arms
feeling the weight of you
as you wrap your legs
around my body and
your arms around my neck
your soft warm cheek pressed
to unshaven mine
how you pat my back with your hand
the way I pat you when
you need consoling
And I will picture in my mind
so vividly the door to your room
the fourteen steps down
the sofa in the livingroom
where I lay you back down
your eyes shut tight
and I urge you to wake
wake
wake my daughter
and feel the love
of another day
© 1997, TAJ
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