Yesterday

It held my hand and helped me see,

what I have been and what I could be.

Yesterday just before I went to bed,

it tiptoed up to me and said:

"I'll tell you a secret that nobody knows,

a secret inside me that simply grows.

I can tell you because I know you'll see

that I'm the secret and that it lies within me."

Almost Grown

There were times when I would forget what tears taste like. I'd forget all that I knew once and all that I could know. There are fears that circle like vultures all the while waiting to swoop. Afraid of love, afraid to live. Afraid to even try. Now that we're nearly there, I wonder if it wasn't the most prudent thing to not have been afraid at all.

We are almost grown. Almost. I stand at the window and look at the coldness outside and the clouds rushing home to where they feel warm. The sun, looks like the way I feel : trying it's best to be, what it used to be.