The Child

the child says

“come sit by me”

my heart dances

and I sit

at the piano

he says again

“come sit by me”

I do

and our fingers prance together

across black and white

make tigers growl

loudly then softly

birdies twitter

softly then loudly

He will not sing

Making space for me

To share my voice

*from One With Willows, copyright 2019 by Joan Myles*

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