21 June 2020


I live to know the joy
of just walking with you,
my child. To relish
the tall grass and
blooming red flowers,
to keep the peace
of simple love in silence,
to feel the soft breeze
do no violence
to hope, to mark
the beauty of your face,
the grace growing
within and between us—
I bind myself to you
and in this I find liberty.


by troy cady

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