just a moment

and soft
she kisses
black eyes blink
sister toddles off
oblivious to the call
her name, but play is imperative
a sigh
soon, she'll fetch the wanderer
but she lingers
with the tiny bundle
drawn back to those eyes
serious, penetrating
and they speak
to one another


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