happydancer

fresh air blossoms at my window,
the warm breeze telling me to step
out. i embrace the blue skies, 
pulling them close to me and 
hoping they never leave. the trees
are still green, but i know they

Although individuals in America like to say that this country treats everyone as equals, it doesn’t. In the mid 1900s, there stood a strong man. His name was Martin Luther King Jr. and he had a goal. He wanted equality.

is this the new normal?
a hurting heart, limp hope
that you need to drag with 
you.

is this the new normal?
how do you even talk to
people in-person anymore?
how do you express laughter
without texting?

As life falls from my fingers
like sand from my palms
I wait to retrieve the sand 
once again. To lay in it
and bask in its warmth.
To be able to hold it.
To be able to sit and 
stare at it. To be able

Through the days of endless
rains, and the minutes of shrieking
winds, I really really hope, that you
are doing alright.

Through the fires seizing the trees,
and the thunder grabbing the night,

Tell me a story. Like the one where
you could reach for the moon &
cradle it in your palms, & when you
smiled as the luminescence fluttered
in between your fingers.

Tell me a story. Like the one where