Good Enough
I do not dress my daughter
In designer name brand clothes
But fairy, Viking, Medusa, cat
I’ve let her dress as all of those
I do not get up early
To fix her breakfast full and warm
But we do clink our milk and coffee
Toasting each day we’re safe from harm
I do not maintain patience
Like Mary Poppins or Maria
But I make time to meditate
I make an effort and she sees it
I do not schedule play dates
As often as I probably should
But she attends my readings, classes, jams
With musicians, writers, artists misunderstood
I do not feed her perfectly
Organic, whole, or sugar-free
But we squish bellies when she’s self-conscious
Loving her skin, she’ll learn from me
I fail more often than I’d like
I am imperfect and I yell
But I model passion and forgiveness
Admit it when I’m wrong, as well
She writes, and reads, and wrestles
So what if she can’t ride a bike
She sees me craft a unique self
If she models that, I’ve done it right
— April Resnick
Mother and Daughter with Birds Leaving by Holly Roberts
Awww…. tears!
sent from my Nexus
Good ones I hope. Thank you.
beautiful poem!
Thank you very much, for reading and for commenting.
what fresh honesty:
I’ll try not to express envy
even though I feel it in my pasts
but I have rejoiced in your lives
with the breath of each stanza
Thank you so much. I always enjoy your poetic comments.