Draft for Blog Post #3

Library of Congress

Child Labor. Girls at a textile mill. Lewis Hines.

I am sorry dear

I am sorry that

You wake up so early

And work so late.

I am sorry dear,

This is not what I had in your age,

I had toys and scones.

You have work and boss.

I braid your hair in the morning,

I am sorry dear,

This is the only comfort I can offer.

I am sorry dear,

You have to be strong,

Stronger than me.

I am sorry sweetie.

I am glad that you don’t understand.

I am glad that you will hate me later.

But for now, I am sorry,

Let’s braid your hair.