I know what you are made of:
lakes and simple sounds, good company
the dissapointed child as he sleeps
with open heart songs inside his sheets.
Grandma used to knit.
She made a pink blanket.
She told me what little girls are made of:
Sugar and spice and everything that's nice.
That is what little girls are made of.
You know what I am made of:
tiny branches, spririled weeds
the disenchanted child
as she screams for you to love
what she's made of.
I would have given all myself to you:
hidden faces found and freed.
I'm a brand new cut
before it bleeds.
Do you love what we're made of?!
c. Emily Stern 2007
Much Thanks to Debra Stern for edits.
email me at firstname.lastname@example.org to request a recording of the song with Bennett Miller on the bass.
Happy Purim Katan, Valentine's Day, Full Moon, Shabbos, etc.
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