January 8 Day Seven

The girl in the photo has soft brown curls that are worn short.  Even with her chin tilted slightly upward her hair does not reach her collar.  Her long neck, her downcast wideset eyes as she looks straight ahead, her arched eyebrows all give the impression she antipates something even beyond the flash of the camera.  She isn't exactly smiling but her lips are parted and she has one tooth that is smaller than the rest:  still a baby tooth.  Her shoulders are narrow, a little girl in a pink t-shirt, so slight yet her expression suggests a strength larger than her frame, a patience greater than her years, an infinite capacity for wonder.