On time/I want to run outside and shout/world/on time/soon/she’ll be in the house/in these arms/and we’ll dream up some/wishes/soon/I’ll do what mothering/stored up/blasts off/like the new engine/ that needs no fuel/my molecules/vibrations/of love/will take us to the moon

I knew her/not as a child/but as a motherly crony/friend of my mother/ beloved goddaughter/of my father/there were times when/a giggle/a certain look/made me believe the child/that was/knew the brightest/youngest love of my father/that love stored in years/years we never knew/could only imagine