My Daughter No Longer a Child

I can't remember when I no longer had to look down to see your face. I can't remember when you no longer wore that blue tattered and sun-stained dress. I can't remember when your hand opened to touch that cosmos and taste the rain. My memory fails me when I recall- you spun the silk and dropped your hair. I see your posture when you walk slowly and take small steps on river rocks. I can't remember when I first loved you you are my heart-beat my hands my hair...