You ask me to fix your hairand talk to me while I brushof dreams and drawingsI notice how you’ve grownand wonder every time if thiscould be the last timeas you need me lessor maybedifferentlyand I am so constantly awareof my own needswhich have also grownSo we talk and dream and schemeand so farour plans include one anotherI braid and breathe your hairwhisper a little prayerthat they always will
#27 of 30 Poems In November to benefit Center For New Americans. Today’s theme is HAIR.
Heartfelt and infused with the ring of truth, but never gooey. Fine, fine stuff.
ReplyDeleteWonderful! Reminds me also of the seen in Mama Mia when she is brushing her daughter's hair for the wedding and thinking about her growing up. In yours, I picture a girl still in school as you braid.
ReplyDeleteMNL (Cactus Haiku)
This is so gorgeous. I'm especially enamored with "I braid and breathe your hair." I have three daughters, but this also makes me think of my own mother, of braiding her hair.
ReplyDeleteLittle things that make huge part of our life!
ReplyDeleteMy dear friend, treasure every moment, in word, thought and deed. Our time with them is not forever.
ReplyDeletea softness, a searching in the wonder, of growth, of exploration, the awe and knowing that everything changes, and you must allow for it - the letting go - such piercing tenderness -
ReplyDeleteThe prayer that fills the heart of every parent--with a mixture of anticipation (and anxiety). So mote it be, I say.
ReplyDeleteOh Marian this is so very beautiful and heartfelt!!💘
ReplyDeleteChills...maybe it's because I'm not wearing much...but I'm pretty sure it's the poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is just lovely... and I cannot but think that the day will come for her to breathe and braid your hair...
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful. I remember doing my daughters' hair....and how soon they began to do their own..........heading out the door...........sigh.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful... All those things you are doing are creating bonds. When they fly from the nest, they will return to heart and home.
ReplyDeleteAlthough many years ago now, I remember this so well, reminded by your poem Marian - thank you. I especially love the lines:
ReplyDelete'So we talk and dream and scheme
and so far
our plans include one another
I braid and breathe your hair
whisper a little prayer
that they always will'
I braid and breathe your hair
ReplyDeletewhisper a little prayer
that they always will
A hope to be supported with prayers would be the best option to ease off worries and expectations. Rightly so Marian!
Hank