Reid@YWP

In a tranquil future world, a soul was reincarnated as a cat named Luna. She lived in a peaceful town with a loving family who pampered her with treats and affection.

The sun, I think is like a friend that you have lost

One that you've drifted so far from, that it is impossible to return

Yet still its light shines on you, so blinding you must look away.

I clung to my baby blanket that wrapped around my limbs. my limbs, small and swollen, cushioned by my mother's organs. I was warm, I clung to the insulation of two beating hearts. 

I gaze out the window, watching the rivulets of water trickle down like tears. Reaching forward, I touch my fingertips to the glass pane, then quickly retreat from its cold, unyielding resolve.

Flowing river,

downstream

feeding the grass

making it ever so green

lilypad soaked in the substance 

making it a deep

brown

The breeze is a different hue, 

of the color,