Mar 2015
And so, they ran as far as 7 year old muscles would let.
Cutting across the softened hues of green and pinks on the end of a day.
Where skinned knees were kissed with the warm promise that the smarting pain would be gone.
Pinkys said shy hellos under bed-sheet tents,
their hair haloed by the sunshine
Eyes brighter, and cheeks crimson and freckled,
all ready to take on the
great big world.
Cutting across the softened hues of green and pinks on the end of a day.
Where skinned knees were kissed with the warm promise that the smarting pain would be gone.
Pinkys said shy hellos under bed-sheet tents,
their hair haloed by the sunshine
Eyes brighter, and cheeks crimson and freckled,
all ready to take on the
great big world.
I realised, love comes in different forms, through different mediums, through people, time, I could go on, really.
Night night!
xo
Night night!
xo
