My Girls
There they were, girls
rehearsing steps of the future ...
I rehearsed with them ...
They were young girls
sighing dreams ... that
I never knew what they were ...
But I sighed with them ....
Now grown, they live
their own lives ... and me,
I live my life ... but
always rooting for them ...
My dolls, girls.
My girls ... dolls ...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2021
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