Yellow headed girl
who are you really? Why’d your mama send you
on your own
(You were the only one who could smile at that time
a happy babe passed around.)
A scaredy-cat-chick with layers to go
before semi-normal cortisol.
But find me you did. Not just during hide and seeks
making my pristine home into a panic.
You are a stranger and stranger and stranger you grow,
while my heart tries its hand
I feel home with you. I feel frightened.
Adore and adorn you
my darling fierce
a parting gift
all serious gotcha goofy
we are growing,