adventures of the traveling son eager to leave the nest soon since you have come rising after little rest i let you go; send my love until you long for home a place you’ll always be part of no matter where you roam 8.3.17
day 214
i stir the pot to blend the brew of thoughts that sting, love unrenewed. fears i’ll fall what should’ve been potion’s strong from all within quiet dawns, i reclaim a stronger self unrestrained. 8.2.17 [Image Source]
day 213
you join me in the dance as if we began together i spin without losing balance, i swing strong in knowing you have my hand ready to reel me back in and sway longer still. 8.1.17
day 212
i awake to the sun so full of light spilling over into the forgotten nooks, offering its heat like a dry reprieve after days deluged by rain. 7.31.17
day 211
a fallen monarch beautiful in your orange hues, you flutter your wings in defiance even when you have lost your strength to fly. so i resist the urge to keep you as an object to admire, allowing you the dignity to retire alone. 7.30.17
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