Chatter

In a child’s mind everyone around her must be at the ready;
Ready to jump into her thoughts when she chooses to give them voice.
I am barely hanging on to the threads of her imagination when,
I suddenly realize that she’s working to make the right choice.

“Then she said she wanted to go, and I was like, ‘Is it the boys?’”
“Do you think Taylor Swift is more country than pop?”
When I work to tune into her frequency, I can omit the noise,
Find the intent, and never want her searching self to stop.

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