
part child, part woman,
struggling with transition.
Standing in the water, her feet
still touch sand below. Too soon
for me, rising tide will sweep her
into the deep. I hope she's learned
to swim well enough, hold her breath,
tread water when it gets too rough.
I pray rip currents
don't take her out before I've had
a chance to tell her one more
time how beautiful she is, how
special. Fourteen isn't long, when
you think about it, alive just fourteen
years. She's learned so much.
A lifetime more to learn the rest,
I want to be a rock, an island
she can swim to. If she will.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2012
Happy birthday to my beautiful granddaughter Jasmine!
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