Childhood memory

Orange

Black

Strips

Small

Cold 

Floppy

Fish

You breath water

Not air

You ate my hook

And left the earth

I watched you gasp

Flip and flop

I took your life 

To feed another

My first

But not my last. 

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Someone you love

He smiles with delight. 

Laughter escapes his lungs

Joy radiates from his mind

His soft lips curve

Turning to face his eyes

They glisten with happiness 

Love seeps through his pores

Inviting 

Caring

Trustworthy

He is who I love. 

Routine 

Wake up

Eat

Play 

Nap

Clean

Fall asleep

These are the days

I spend with you

Coloring

Playing

Laughing

Fighting

Enjoying it all

These are the days 

I love with you

Changes To Come

The trees wrestle with the wind 

Some leaves fall

Giving up

Branches break

Stumbling to the ground

Winds pick up

Noises begin to fallow

Hard times are coming

Things are changing

A storm is coming

Obsession 

Through the night

In to the morning

Through the light

In to the evening 

It plays

It speaks

It furthers through time

Showing glimps of the past

Watching day in

Day out

I can’t stop. 

After Dark

The lights go out

The noises begin

The rumbles of the unseen 

The thoughts of what could be

Fear takes over

Curiosity floods you

Your biggest fears

Are among you

Run

Something Green

Stiff 

Feathered sticks 

Leafy greens

Between the toes

Wiggling threw the baby forest

Coolness down to the core

Refreshing muck 

Under heavy weights of flesh

Life grows

Clouds

Tears fall 

From silk smooth skies

Flooding the earth 

With cool drops

Rushing through hairs of trees

Gray gloomy puffs 

Left behind

Breaths of air 

Cast them away

Leaving puddles of cold

Damp

Sorrow eyes. 

What you wore

Naked

Only 2 feet tall

Your diaper sags

Your feet stumble

But you giggle as you run

A smile

It covers your face

It spreads through the whole place

Red

Your stared toto struggles

Your little butt can’t hold it up 

It sways with the wind

All your worries fall behind you

Love

You share it

Like fire 

It takes over the air

Consumes every living thing

You wear it strong

I wore it weak

You are my rock

I am the river where you speak. 

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