Reid@YWP

Chapter 1: A Reaper Guiding a Dead Soul

-Zeph-

He waits each year

For that one week of the summer

Where he can feel free

And finally be himself 

Kin among kin

Finding safety in their differences 

He watches the young ones

What is a true friend? What qualities make a true friend? What makes your friends so special? Are you a good friend? 

I look at the empty kiddie pool in my backyard

In the Midwest summer

My friends used to come to my house

So they could all get in it,

But they don’t like to swim much anymore

Lifejacket strung on the clothes line,

Still dripping with lakewater and smiles

From when I skied across the great

Puddle of light that sits in front of me now,