The life force that propelled

her way into our world

took my breath away.

Immediately we began a dance,

connecting and disconnecting.

From the first moment

she could use her vocal chords,

her song was strong.

At five she chose the violin;

at twelve she chose voice;

at fifteen she followed her passion

all the way to Michigan.

I should have expected her early launch,

her rush into the world to mark her place

before I could stamp her

with my “inspected by mother” sticker.

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