I remember seeing her stare for hours on end
She drifted away often back then
So many years before me, she perused
Watching her expressions
...
Had forgotten what this felt like
In real time and not just memory
With no one left in this world
Who even tried to see the real me
...
I believe in freedom
Doors that swing both ways
Equal opportunities
For both the bold and naive
...
I'll just keep doing what I do best
When it comes to men
I've no time for drama or games
Or hoops or tests
...
This is where I run free......spread your wings and come fly with me.)
Mom
I remember seeing her stare for hours on end
She drifted away often back then
So many years before me, she perused
Watching her expressions
When she didn't think I would
Here now I fly the same highways
Guess when I was young
There wasn't enough behind me
Unlike her, who never quite came back
Moving forward and leaving it all in the past