clear and present

which a more poignant memory that he threw me or that i fell into his arms full of glee laughing willing to go again until his limbs grown weary from tossing turned rubber and the fear of missing shown real in his eyes at 3 i could not imagine a world where he would not catch me so i screamed out ‘again’ demanding […]

clear and present

which a more poignant memory that he threw me or that i fell into his arms full of glee laughing willing to go again until his limbs grown weary from tossing turned rubber and the fear of missing shown real in his eyes at 3 i could not imagine a world where he would not catch me so i screamed out ‘again’ demanding…

In His Stride

He is confidant Assured He knows his Place in this World Center no question I want … And it is Watching him walk Away pulls at my heart I know that one day This confidence will lead Him to worlds Previously unknown I stand in awe Fascinated and envious How can I be afraid in…