| Moments |
I push him hard, and he soars;
higher and higher, unfettered, free.
His dark hair whips about his flushed face
and his laughing eyes rival the beauty of
the sky he strives to reach.
He flies too high, sometimes;
but when he falls back to Earth,
I'm always there.
I tuck a daisy behind his ear, and
he lifts his face to mine in wordless invitation.
I kiss him, softly, sweetly - grounding him.
I love you, he whispers.
My life is measured by times like these;
Not by the breaths I take, but by the moments
that take my breath away.
~~~~~
higher and higher, unfettered, free.
His dark hair whips about his flushed face
and his laughing eyes rival the beauty of
the sky he strives to reach.
He flies too high, sometimes;
but when he falls back to Earth,
I'm always there.
I tuck a daisy behind his ear, and
he lifts his face to mine in wordless invitation.
I kiss him, softly, sweetly - grounding him.
I love you, he whispers.
My life is measured by times like these;
Not by the breaths I take, but by the moments
that take my breath away.
~~~~~
