limitations
a girl walks near
nervous
for the first time on her own
in the big world
rich in freedom only
rich in potential
rich in charm
hard wood floors
migrant families
nights filled with sirens
nights are filled with dreams
Just beyond that 60-watt
the lamp was her mothers
the room is hers
like her mother before, she’s
on her own, independent
the clock was her fathers
the time is now hers
like her father before her,
she’s proving the ground
the building stinks of use,
years of tenants, of life
of others starting out, just like her
it’s not much
but it’s all hers
for the first time
she’ll do great things here
her small place in the big big world