This one is for you, Chloe. You've been the encouragement to post this.
The color paints ends of the horizon
As the fire ball dips down
Is dotted amongst the tall grass
As the flower pops up in the spring
Joy unexplicable, unexplicable joy
A handicap though one would not know
Seeing life through only one
Instead of two
A bundle of life
Sweeping the dust off the floor
Bouncing to the sound
Of the Most High’s call
The scrawny body leaps with energy
I wonder how…
But she knows no different.
Momma, Momma, Mommy
Come back to me Baby
Violet colors, stroking across my heart
Every moment of every day.
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