early morning gunk
refuses to disintegrate.
she pushes the un lockable door
and screams
UNCLE
running to the television
so she can dance to the prehistoric beats of a purple
beaten
dinosaur.
late night freedoms
take their toll
as i fake a smile and kiss her head.
Yes, indeed we measure the cost with the gain, and some prices are hardly a blip on the radar compared to the gain. Pricesless I should say, to see her happy. Again, very lovely.
