the wolf will still blow the paper house down

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With the prod and step of the trotting rain
As the closing credits of summer's stay
She's grieving her heartstrings and their copper's fraying
Like what fifty years did to tame the river thames

She'll tiptoe past her bedtime to the worn corner
Test her drawer's hinges, peek over her shoulder
Harboring the guilt that the sun gathers
When it rests each winter sunset hours earlier

And he'll behold her by the dust motes
With an ache in tow
He's always wincing past her shoulder at the letters she dotes
She tells him
Maybe I will never hold her
But i'll never watch her go
If for the rest of my life I pretend She wrote these
A day ago

So every night or so she'll kneel by her lamp
Knees neatly folded as a prayer's stance
Drawer open palm letters through weathered hands
Till he chides her
Sweetheart you're not still digging through that

So he'd behold her by the lamp's glow
With a heart hung low
She says
You're always troubled by my shoulder
But you pass too slow
I've got to stack a paper house
And use the ink to make a home
By reading for the rest of my life like she wrote these
A day ago
And he replies with
With

I've never damned the tears you're shedding
Rivers were always meant to flow
And children build forts as safe playthings
But don't mistake it for a home
You've always been your mother's daughter
Shuddering when even the moon's alone
So I hope it helped the healing
That our daughter was born
A day ago

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