I am your grandmaw

Written by: kathryn collins

I'll finally count those toes,
those fingers, hear you
call out to us for reassurance
that the world can be safe

and also warm, your present
place too confined,
too dark for your dreams
too small for growing limbs

too small for dawning dreams.
I know you already and will say
“Hello sweet song
I am your grandmaw; I’ve always loved you.” 

©Kathryn McL. Collins
October 7, 2004

written on the day before my granddaughter Grace was born.