A Bluebird Doesn't Work Alone

Set the table, wash the dishes,

Pour the water, say the prayer.

You bury every worry because you know it’s not yours to bare.

Keep a quarter in your pocket, sure to make us smile

A gumdrop is all we need, to blow bubbles for a while.

 

Find a song, pressing play,

Roll the window, take her hand.

Sneaking cookies out the kitchen, we know it was planned.

Your love doesn’t go unnoticed, nor presence is ignored

With jokes just as plentiful as your reading glasses galore.

 

Not one dowse of wine could make me forget,

That someday neither of you will be left.

I don’t think I’m ready to trudge through those waters,

But when it comes, I’ll remember how grateful I am

To be your daughter.

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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