The brightest blondest head of hair. Blowing in the windy air. Golden leaves. Mahogany Leaves. Brown leaves. Running everywhere. Wresting. From here to there. Looks like fun is everywhere. Those beautiful blue eyes shine so bright. You can see them in the dark of night.
His eyes open. His cries subside. He sees he's at... his daddy's side. A tiny boy. Wrapped up in white. Is being held. So close. So tight. Daddy's arms are safe and warm. Dad looks down to his son. A bit surprised. To see. His son's eyes. Big and blue. Deep as the sea.
An empty ceremony. Some quiet time. Things will soon begin. Bride and groom. To be alone. To share. Together. A moment. To unveil each other for the first time. Behind closed doors. Excitement on her face. She can't wait.To show herself to him. He's
High up. Concrete jungle. You can touch the sky. Grey up. Grey all around. Even looking down. Grey consumes my eyes. Room to run. Room to play. Room to have my way. Go here. There. Get there anyway you can.
Bitter. Bitter cold. Bone chilling. Wind cutting. No hat, coat or thermal will protect you. Sun hiding. Cloud covered sky. Nothing to warm you but the energy of a boy turning 5.
