Daughter Mine

I grew her whole from a seed
a fine, vine ripened treat
in fertile garden beneath my heart,
marking time with echoed beat

There's not a touch she feels
whether rough or fine sensation
that doesn't resonate through me
felt in emotions bared or revelation

Never a tear she'll shed
will be lost or unaccounted for
whatsoever hurts feeling or pride
will find my eyes swollen, sore

Dare a hand ever be raised
I will surely perceive the threats
for when it comes to closeness
we're as close as closeness gets

© Tamryn Nieves - 2007