'Monsieur's Departure' - Poem by James McLain
I saw my Daughter born and how they did then let me.
I cut the cord, I bound it up, I tucked it in, she did not cry.
I examined all the grounds and how she then did, move me.
I knew she had her bottom half and that her upper half was mine.
I knew inwardly it was thus and while she outwardly, I shined.
I never knew a storm would come and lead me, far of course.
I since have learned what the evil queen then knew, was mine.
I too like Monsieur's Departure from her and she, his only child.
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