I’ve recently seen a photo of me
at about age three
climbing onto the verandah railing
and leaning out
leaning forward
bare feet, toes clinging on
I stand on the edge now
the edge of memory and time and history and loss
seeing my past self
a little girl who was funny
who was adventurous
and loving
and curious
and smiling
and brave
that little girl
looking into the future
full of hope, full of happiness
when I first saw her
I was astounded
I didn’t know that’s who I had been
and now
when I look in her eyes
I recognise myself
its taken a long time
I discover who I am
© Claire Griffin 2016
Beautiful poem and great picture, as well.
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thanks Isabella 🙂
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Your welcome.
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excellent 🙂
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