Time with my daughter

By Kamiel Choi
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Poetry

I pressed her baby toes against my lips
it was the same time as the ultrasound

now,
is the time that I can’t tie her hair
before she goes to kindergarten

now,
is the time I climb a mountain
with her and teach her how to swim

now,
is the time a woman will smile at me
after I tell her to take care

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