The brand new sun
Fresh from the vacation
In clouds and cold

Taking out the bike
Raising the seat to accommodate
New height

Riding down the smooth hill
Zooming so fast
That you can’t hear someone yell your name

Feeling the wind whip your hair
Your shirt, pants
Legs, arms and face

Seeing a car and coming to a soft stop
Lazily turning around -- heading back up the hill
And doing it all over again

Friend or foe?
I thought that you would support me,
but no.
Little things everyday
make me realize
I have no reason to stay.
Give no choice
Just choose or lose
But how can I
When I’m so alone?

You say I have a choice
But as I listen
Reality shows your voice
And I can’t yet share your vision
Of how I should be
Or we
Of what you think life means to me

So I will stay
Till I can no longer wait
Another day
Until my life
Feels like it might decay
Then I can finally
Feel the freedom
That means so much
to me.

Dark lifeless arms
Reaching out hoping to offer protection
To those who need the shelter
But unable to give the cover
As the white melts away
And the colors start to emerge
That is when the buds appear

Little green leaves
All of them different hues
Unfurling out of their little beds
Bringing life each year
To the no longer alone branches
Tall and small
Bringing new hope
To the little families
Trying to make a new home
Hidden in the shelter of the buds

As the sun goes away
And the leaves start to change
Red, yellow and orange
The wind rustling the branches
As they try once more
But always fail
To hold on to their hope
As it disappears
And wait for the life of next year