Light Years Ago Poem by Mark Heathcote
Light Years Ago
Ah, where does the time go, my daughter?
Now that I am a grandfather
you are supporting me, cradling me
where would I be without you, I wonder.
Where would I be? Without my beautiful- daughter?
I remember, light years ago
like it was yesterday,
picking cradle-cap off your head
looking at your jaundiced face and thinking
how blessed am I to hold you
how-blessed-am-I for knowing you?
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