Fleeting Moment

photo by Guinevere Stearns
photo by Guinevere Stearns

Sweet, little babies…
the teen girls wrap you in blanketed warmth,
holding you like soft treasures in the sand.
My mother takes the light one and strokes its
head against her cheek. We speak softly,
the red light warming our hands.
This is a fleeting moment lasting under five minutes,
which I will remember long after the day ends
and the moment passes.

thoughts from the forest

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