December 7, 2008

Meant To Be

rain clouds remind me
the earth never forgets.
kisses every inch of surface
when needs arise.

everything taken care of.

watching you with the kite string in your hands
screaming with laughter
running across wet grass

one with the wind
the sun sets.
in the darkness
i stroke your hair.

sending you off
to where you are meant to be.

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