A mother’s watch

takes a turn

when her daughter comes out of the closet

at eight years old,

because that’s when She

goes back in.

With no sharing of details

She keeps quiet the news feed

give the daughter room to grow in privacy

while She grows in tenacity and

bravery and humility

A mother’s tongue

takes  a twist

when her daughter comes out

at eight years old

She learns

to replace the pronouns

drop the dogma

the  knee-jerk responses.

and the newest ways

in how to be

a hypocrite

A mother’s fist

keeps a knock ready

each new door

an opportunity.

She eyes the horizon more intently

does the cloud hide a storm or

a rainbow?

She watches, all the

while holding,

never dropping

her daughter’s hand.