A Daughter's Bedroom, Later
American Girls blankly stare
Where shadows lend the mood of dusk
And Harry Potter shares a shelf
With Curious George
Nearby the bed
On which I read
To my young girl …
Dream, sweet baby, sleep—
Now Hokies posters fill the wall
And school yearbooks mind the desk:
Distant, she is, across the state,
Having grown up, having grown up
And driven away
To live in a dorm:
Bound to happen,
Still, I wonder … why?
Here, in this bowl, a necklace she’s left
With faulty watch and various rings—
Oh! a ring, some day, diamond aglitter,
How will I cope? How will I cope?
Will my tears refrain
When the aisle I march,
Her hand on my arm
A glow on her face …
Will my tears refrain
When I give her away,
Give her away …
November 21, 2016
Past, Present, Future Poetry Contest
Nayda Ivette Negron, Sponsor
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