A Package of Puzzles

Daughter dear do you fear
The future, the enormity
Of the world against
the vastness of the universe

Demon Daughter, haunting me
Will you never relinquish me?
For I crave liberty
But you remain tied to me

Anchoring me down
You wear the crown
You are the monarch
Of my barren country

Your speech is grandiose
And eloquent. You are
So tiny and yet
Your cry can fill a room

And I envy you
I do. I do.

Tags: creative writing, envy, motherhood, newborn