by Elizabeth Challinor

I held you in my eye

Drew a circle around you

You became my world

Like a pretty picture

In a frame

But then

You began to move

The circle was too small

You had to break loose

I watched you stretch your legs

And go

Out into the world

Then came the pain

I’m over here, you cried,

Look, look!

But all I could see was that circle

Empty and wide

I cried

I cried

Until my tears ran dry

Then I looked

And realized

There was a circle

Inside me

It was tiny

Waiting to be filled

Ready to grow

Without you

To embrace the world 

Elizabeth Challinor