There is a video of me
aged nine
with bobbed red hair
one finger in the air
waiting for the magician
to spin a plate.
I am wearing red
on my head, cheeks and heart
sparkles too
twiddling the tassels
at my neck.
What I would give
to step through the film
encase her in my warmth
remind her to smile
not to worry so
anxiously trying to be
just so.
There is a video of me
aged nine
with bobbed red hair
a girl timid and fair
with much to bare.
What I would give
to step through the film
and tell her not to care.
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