That is all it said on the little girl’s t-shirt.
Two words painted over a childlike rainbow graphic
and a few dirt smudges for good measure.
A tattooed mom,
too old to be looking that hip, followed her like a shadow.
The pair making an impact
Simply by wearing it out in broad daylight
I’d like to think the shirt was handed down,
recycled as most toddler togs often are. It was a perfect fit.
Two small words for two different girls.
With tussled blonde hair,
wild as the look in her eyes, the world erupted in her smile
She was love in its simplest form;
touching my spirit in a place that longed for