Red Room Where the Writers Are

Beautiful young woman, standing on the beach. Gossamer wings, a white silk gown, sparkling tiara, and sneakers?

How does on say goodbye to golden wringlets. Eyes which shine with the innocense of love and unconditional trust. A bottle filled with chocolate milk, apple cheeks and bowed mouth.

How does one say goodbye to baby teeth, silken skin, pudding hands.

Tears can rip at a heart, break a heart, open a heart.

How do you say goodbye to the baby when she becomes a young rebel. Or ,goodbye to burgandy hair, black nail polish,favored flowerd pants.  Silver sneakers, denim skirts.

Goodbye adolesence, goodbye

This day i give her away to a man who promises to love her always

Wait..wait, I look back to see the ocean breeze playing in her hair, they are lost in each other, these two.

I forgot to kiss her.  it will be fine, so they tell me,  there will always be manana.