For my lost child

by Myra King

If I could close the gap of my fingers

to something that shows

more than depth

I'd protect you as I did

when you were within

but how could I know

where you were going

or how far you have been


and how can I feel

beneath your skin

the deepness of you

when I can only see

as if through

a veil thinly

my own


and where have the years sped

how distant was your youth

but you will always

be my child

from motherhood and birth


if only I could

I would

catch you up

but the space

between us

is never diminishing

like some endless play

for as fast as I run to you

you are running away