Reid@YWP

at all, 

1, 2, 3, 4, 

all go in and out the other side, 

it's always been this way, 

kindergarten and getting in trouble because I could not solve,

2 minus 5. 

I will always remeber the border, 

a line that is so man made no animals see it, 

a line that is so man made you have to prove your worth to get to the other side.

I will always remember the fear I had, 

Do you ever grieve something

that isn't even over yet?

It's like you know

that's it's going to be gone anyway,

that you're going to miss it

so much,

It's been two years

Since I moved here

One year

Since I called it my home

Home is the place

With more dirt roads

Than paved

And the dirt roads

Carry the name

Of your friend's grandfather

Somewhere in the summer sun, 

Where dandelions dance and sing 

Along with the bluebird’s lonesome cry, 

Alone, you’ll find me, lying there 

Between the grass seed and maple leaves, 

In a dew-drop, a little world exists 

A place turned blue and silver by the light 

That lingers well beyond the morning mist. 

In a dew-drop, a little world exists