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Beatrice Knox Mar 2019
Grandma
Now a hummingbird
You use your wings to soar around me
You could be anywhere
But you are here with me
To watch my every move
Do you enter my dreams and show me right?
Instead of wrong
Why do you show me my worst fears?
Is it a sign of future fortune?
Or a warning?
You never seem to rest
Your wings are stronger than a thousand planted volcanoes
Your colors transform you into a flying flower
Your determination and heart work together
To guide me on a journey
Towards what is eternally mine
Beatrice Knox Mar 2019
Get up
Get up
I can’t
First 3 days
Sky goes to sleep
Tells me to fall into the rabbit hole
Takes my eyes away to sleep
Takes my mouth away for silence
Takes legs away to rest
Mind in an empty shell
Wondering what to think next
Falling deeper into the rabbit hole….
Last 3 days
Sky yawns at the dawn
Stretches its cloudy muscles and pulls the mind out
Gives my eyes back to view beauty again
Gives my mouth back to speak and sing my heart and soul
Brings my legs back to run, jump, and kick
Pushes me onto my magnificent, trusted, steed
Rushes me to drive to the ends of the earth
Always ready for a new adventure
The sky creates me each day
The sky kills me then brings me back to life
To remind me to believe anything is possible

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