i took back her phone
 she cried for thirty minutes
 then emerged from room
 
 a week has now passed
 i’ve seen her face more this week
 than in the past year
 
 she’s on page fifty
 of a novel she started…
 to write, not to read!
 
 she plays piano
 taught herself Star Wars theme songs
 Darth Vader and all
 
 she talks to us now
 and plays games with her sisters
 just like a child
 
 she is my child
 and i’ve ended the battle
 that would lead to war