Down to my last bit of strength
Walk out of work in sobbing tears
Start the hike home
half a mile
81 degrees
"Yo Panda you look beat"
I stop dead in my tract
That voice
It shouldnt be here.
Is it really here?
Afraid to hope
afriad to believe
Take a gulp of air
look up.
Am I seing things?
Chillign against a car
a smirk across his face
arms crossed
sunglasses oddly on
HAWK
Big brother Hawk
in all his dark glory
drove 8 hours give or take
just to make sure
I was ok.
Runnig into his arms
I cling to my big brother.
Wrapping them around me
lifting me up in a
big bear hug.
Safe, secure, peace.
In Hawks arms
I always feel
those three things
No matter what.
*"You're safe now Panda,
I'm here for you,
You're not alone."*
He whispers to me
And I know he means every word.