Little Tooth
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#90 Little Tooth
Your baby grows a tooth, then two,
and four, and five, then she wants some meat
directly from the bone. It's all
over: she'll learn some words, she'll fall
in love with cretins, dolts, a sweet
talker on his way to jail. And you,
your wife, get old, flyblown, and rue
nothing. You did, you loved, your feet
are sore. It's dusk. Your daughter's tall.
From New and Selected Poems, 1975-1995, published by Houghton Mifflin, 1997. Copyright © 1990 by Thomas Lux. All rights reserved. Used with permission.
Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of
a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons,
ambition; but to our daughters there is something which there are no words
to express.
-- Joseph Addison
Our daughters are the most precious of our treasures, the dearest
possessions of our homes and the objects of our most watchful love.
-- Margaret E. Sangster
There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's
words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to
be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that
feels like love itself.
-- John Gregory Brown
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