Darling dreamer
If only you knew,
there’s many more colours
than the playground you knew
of the swings that met stars
In red yellow and blue.
Now apricot sunrise
or quiet dark shadows.
Don’t open those eyes
to be met with arrows.
All children of mothers
can feel small too
with trembling limbs
so perfectly new
and so perfectly made.
I hope you don’t listen
When they say,
What you’re not
What you are
What you’re given.
Those hands will grow
as magic is made.
It’s all so new
and I know you’re afraid.
Darling dreamer,
your dream has come true
it can be in your arms
as you dream for more too.
If only you knew,
Mama, these words are for you.