i miss the childhood i left in the car window
orange juice *****
baby swings n stealing hot wheels
snow angels, growing seeds like they were our fallen teeth
strawberry plants, candy necklace lovr
my father only loved my mother allowing him to hit me n  a few places in between

Tonight I tried to find the sun beyond horizon bare,
But when I climbed atop a hill I found but blackness there.

The moon, accomplice to this lack, held darkness in her gaze;
What water dark and somnolent did swallow her bright haze?  

Her solemn limbs and vacant eyes were phantoms to behold:
Pray do come down and spare your crown, for I grow tired and cold!