Stage Lights
The late afternoon sun catches the petals,
lights them like pink lanterns
and suddenly, my daughter appears
as if slipping out of the picture
in her lavendar-blue prom dress
not to return to twelve years ago,
but to start a theatre of pictures
from laughing, toe-catching baby,
cartwheeling six, faster and faster
to bicycles and skis
and always her very own legs,
her spirit running
her own two deft feet.
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