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Evolution by R. Drew Towels strewn about the bathroom Spoons and half-empty cups across the counter Toothbrush on her nightstand Finally I don't have to oversee every detail of her life With sad relief I recognize my dawning obsolescence. I gather inside-out pants and crumpled socks; sometimes, She dresses herself too I remember the first time: I sighed and bent to grab a heap of clothes From her little snack table Quietly as she slept-- And I slowly realized... Purple socks and a purple sweater Pink pants and a tiny pink shirt--it was Color matched. Carefully selected coordinates All in a pile Ready for school in the morning. I could hardly wait Sure enough, she comes into the kitchen Barely controlled glee--will I notice? You dressed yourself! I observe Yes, she allows grandly And at first the pants were backwards But I took them back off And turned 'em around! See! We stand, both silenced by pride In our accomplishments © Copyright 1997, Rose Drew, All Rights Reserved. |
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