Can’t, anymore

I hold her here

Like my mother held me

And I kiss her there

Like her mother did she

Close to my chest

Away from the noise

In a nursery of love

Experiencing her joy

Her body curls

Fingers clenched tight

Her eyes find mine

In the dark and light

We sit together

Sometimes we dance

We learn each other

With every glance

I am exposed to her

As she is to me

Vulnerable, unmasked

Together, completely

She sees my trials

My moments of growth

The tired I carry

For her and I both

And I see her love

Perfection and strength

As her tiny body

Lays on mine content

This is the story

That’s carried through time

Nursery to nursery

Tales intertwined

A mother and baby

A woman and child

Holding the beauty

Taming the wild

So when you’re alone

Or feeling undone

When you feel like

You’re the only one

Remember the others

Who’ve gone before

Remember they’ve been there

But can’t, anymore.