A Daughter

Silver laughter in a corner finding my ears so delicately
Soft little fingers over my forehead soothing the pain and the grief
Little silent angel so undemanding and lovingly setting me free
Dreams of a little bird made of childhood songs you never could be

Just a memory of daughter, a daughter that could be
A splendid excuse for another day in this bed beside the dreams of
A daughter

Small gentile feet running down the pathway through daisies and green grass
Early mornings with tea in your hand and that child sitting in your lap
Little dancing fairy dancing in the midsummer and finding her way to your arms
Dreams of a small spell with power and passion of a childhood you never could be

Just a memory of a daughter, a daughter that could be
A splendid excuse for another day in this garden inside the dreams of
A daughter

Universe wrapping around
sacred spiral dance
Universe singing out loud
sacred time, rebirth of a daughter

Just a silent memory, just a daughter that possibly could be
A splendid excuse to stay in this naked truthful moment that is
The dream of a daughter