by: Sarah
Yesterday, it occurred to me. As I woke this sleeping child from her nap: sleepy eyes apon me, the words she spoke where Sarah back… a smile, a bond, beyond this world. Her heart at two, she wares on her sleeve. Her fear it seems, is aunt Sarah not returning I will always be… her voice when she is afraid to speak. I will always be her eyes when she can not see. I will always be the dragonfly she sees on days she is lonely and discouraged. I will always be…