it is said that: once the creator walks away - the meaning is lost
i sit and watch my creation
walk away - perhaps it is true yet
this seems false: the way she walks, the way she drives, the way
her eyes swell up with tears
when her self assurance is chattered
her meaning: her own -
my creation: a slight semblance of myself
she cares not for men or for children
i can only sit as she sifts thru
the arts, the economics of life
a love of science and research - a gift
i have given a gift to this world - I barely blinked and she was grown
a moment will come and I will close my eyes and all that will be left is her