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Carefully, your daughter

 
So maybe a tiny bit
Drunk on genealogy
I think you might like to know
I have your hands
I thought them manly
Until I caught them in a photo
Now they are just yours
Ours
I have your face
Less blue eyed
More
I won’t pretend to resemble my resplendent mother in her
Pigmented and obviousness
Defining olive
I’m just a white girl with Indian eyes
But you once
Held me
Can’t deny that you knew me
At least briefly
Lightly
Four pounds
And 4 weeks early
I’m still anxious

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