Megan reads rhymes to her little sister
Though for three weeks yet her little sister
Is one big curve and a wandering foot
So, on the bus, up with my shirt, not rude
Just direct as her old search for food
And the horn on the bus says "Toot, toot, toot!"
All day long
She knows the need for quiet in Meeting
"Shh," she says, "Shh!" round all the seating
Friends young and old nod, solemn, unslighted
And then as she passes they grin, delighted
Diverse thoughts briefly united
A Mexican wave of mirth ignited
All day long
Megan leads - and can I follow?
Desperately weary - feeling hollow
Looking for strength that I can borrow
All day long
For my second daughter.
A
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