SLOW SUNRISE

Somehow in your sleep
you’ve grown up
grown deep

Each morning layers
of your life
stack, shift, grow
and have become
eleven years of life

You lie asleep in
a blue van thirty years
older than you
that you once dreamed and
that dream came true

The slow sunrise
across the sand dunes
happens every day
with or without notice
and shifts over time
becoming something new

You wake and stretch
your have grown up
grown deep
and I love the
little girl you’ve
become today

Jared Ray Mackey
15, July, 2020