In a child’s drawing
St. Francis and a sparrow
share a crust of bread.
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Smile
In a great city
where no one speaks my language,
a child smiles at me.
Child
how many more moons
until the plum tree blossoms
the child asks again
Tooth
child’s first lost tooth
tucked in an envelope
long forgotten
Feather
on her way to school
a child scoops up a feather
blackbird lost last night
Funeral
the child’s funeral—
placing atop her casket
a pink sippy cup
Melting
on a pane of glass
frost melting with a child’s breath—
look! three feet of snow!
