Musgrave
					, Susan

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Journal of the Motherhood Initiative for Research and Community Involvement (JMI - York University)

268    Volume 10, Number 2(i)Sun falling on yellow cedarand my daughter in broken sandalsclimbing the steps to her father’s house,hurt foot first, then the other.(ii)The moon-coloured stones she piled high above the tide line -in the morning they are still there!Even the river stealing pastin the darkest night becomes another wayfor grace to slip through.(iii)My daughter calls for meto climb with her, the last leaves yellow in the skeletal tree.She’ll find a way, she knows,to make those golden apples rain.(iv)Snowflakes melt on her face,a lifetime passes away.The deep muttering of rocksSangan River MeditationsSusan Musgrave Journal of the Association for Research on Mothering    269 in the black river. Why am Iill at ease?(v)From the bridge I watchthe pure moving of the birdover the bank where my daughterstoops to pick the blue lupins that have now grown wild. I see the raptor swoop, then change his mind and disappear, thinkhow boundless is the pure wind circling our lives.Sanguan River Meditations

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