Listening to my daughter's Youth and Beauty playlist on Spotify
My new day begins Turn on the tech, turn on the music, Spot my friends: my daughter pops up! I browse your playlist and stumble upon Youth and Beauty And realize my new day is also old.
A thought-path arises to escape this truth: Life should allow me to be your friend... Your twenty-two year old friend, Living youth and beauty with you For I not only love you, I like you I like where you go, who you see, what you believe...
This wish hovers in the timeless space between One breath of hope in, one breath of truth out: Creation would never allow me Such two blessings at once. I cannot be your friend and mother. My love is too deep to be friendly. It's fierce, whole, forever.