All i can see is black and white
  Tried to get up on my knees and fight
           Searching for a ray of light
     Before i completely lose my sight


   All I know is that I keep on running
   It was a long long road of dreaming
       But something inside my head
                        is screaming
      That maybe I should stop hiding


          I took another step and then
                   the light comes in
    Maybe It's not too late for me begin
              I'll face every battle and
                     i'm sure i'll win
        Because althroughout, to Him,
                          I will lean.

i am light
i am fire.
i am beautiful
and wanted
and lovely.
i am brave
i am strong
i am chosen
i am a diamond.
and you won't bring me
d
o
w
n.

it is like a spring shower,
refreshing and renewing,
making everything bloom.
it is like a river,
bringing life to a dead land.
it is like the stars in the sky,
endless.
it is like a summer breeze,
rushed and unexpected.
it means hope.
a second chance.
freedom.
life.
You call it second nature,
i call it grace.

It was finished the day it was started,
and we flew it on the football field near our house.
Spring.

We built it in the garage.
A diamond of wooden dowels
string, and newspaper.
I sat in amazement at your sudden display
of expertise in kite making.
That's how dads are,
full of secret professions.

It was quiet sitting on the sideline
watching our creation look so tiny
in the sky.

You danced to the song of fatherhood that day.
And I sat captivated in the audience.

Time passed and your song stopped.
The kite never flew again and
I forgot how to make another but,
I am still on that field
sitting cross-legged
with my chin
in my palms.

Watching.