Walking the path.
We share so much, you and I.
Genes, hair colour, the need to touch.
We both love to snuggle –
Sometimes alone, sometimes whomever is closest.
We share a love of the water.
Your inquisitiveness and curious mind matches mine.
We have the same skin,
Although yours is browned by the sun.
We share a desire to flap.
A need to let our bodies talk with us, sometimes for us.
We love to sing and dance –
Me in private, you not caring who sees.
We share so much.
And we walk the same path.
But your footprints are yours alone,
And mine are the only ones I can claim.
(written for my youngest daughter, inspired by my awesome SIL)
Naomi.

(Image is a young dark hared child in purple clothes sitting surrounded by strawberry plants)
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