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Gaining Time

A poem.

My daughter is the careless edge

Of smile I wear, a facial shrug that lays aside

The done and not.

She is the now of just

A minute, the stamping foot of childhood

That demands the ever present.

Her gift to me is simple:

She can dimple time, the way

Other children press a chocolate's center

To guess its flavor,

Laughing so hard that time capitulates.

There's a momentary crumple, it bends,

Rebounds, and I've gained

A second on the world.

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