As a canopy spread over delicate leaves
wilting growth reached for speckled light
finding its way through
This baby face I have never kissed but know so well as it is one I grew up alongside and then again held as my own.
Its a strange mix of emotions that stir inside of me when I walk alone listening to laughter that still lingers in the blowing reeds and lapping waves.
Forced to take a road you never saw
Cobbled with barbs and a broken heart
Holding tight to the porcelain edge
Wishing to be the eagle upon my chest
Wings spread and fully-fledged
A jet stream blew in one day and merged the paralleling winds creating a gale force storm like no other before.
Staring at ghosts through a phantom window
Unwilling to turn away
Allowing the air to be taken from room