Being Her

That the ancient takes

more living space

inside her, than the new,

Is it true?


That she has loved

Babes unborn yet

longer than she knew

is it true?


That she’d crossed for love

a threshold strange

life in those walls she blew

Is it true?


That she sees too much

and feels much more

while you think those drops were dew

is it true?


In the choices she made

And the dreams she doused

Was naught but love for you

That is true.