St. George, Utah, 1953
Look out your window
What do you see?

***** Harry
And winds that mean no harm

Nice big mushroom cloud
Gonna dust your farm

ee-I-ee-I-o

this raining noon makes me bloom.
that kick from Lil one in my womb.
I drenched in rain from head to toe,
enjoying the reason behind this glow.
with pain in back and peace in the soul,
wondering will he/she gets his Father's mole.
the drops of rain can't touch inside,
but I believe someone just took a sigh.
the day of arrival is approaching soon,
we welcome this stranger like a boon.

Breathing in and out—
Collapsed in soul gaps
Face brushed against
The edge of emptiness
In this dead lapse
Where the soul gasps
Breathing in and out—
No one can hear
Your cries
In the unknown
Expanse of just you
And yourself,
Breathing in and out—
In an expanse
Where the soul gasps,
Is it only you
There by yourself,
Or someone else?

Here she is,vivacious yet
despite the years of self neglect
She wears it well,she stood the test
she earned her badge of self respect.
Quiescent in her dormant state
the potential yaw she may create
she journeyed forth towards her fate
and the road remains the same.