Sunday, 15 January 2012

What You Are To Me

Feathers fall
Like the rain
Pillow fights
Are never the same
Bright blue eyes
You stare at me
Waiting to jump
As if you don't know me
Child, don't you know
That we are one? 
And will be so
Till time is done? 
You are part of me
Wild and bright
Sudden sadness - 
Have I been right? 
Soon enough
You will have to leave
Be stronger than now
More beautiful to see
Now yet we have
Our pillow fights
For a few more years
I will hold you tight...
Still I'll let you be
All might and rights
Oh my child, 
What you are to me.