Quilted Blanket For T(W) O Poem by Keith Michael

its with this the soldiers kiss, that I'm blind sided by the cold of the night, and the frigid storm coming in, leaving its message in the bottle at my door, that all we need is time, to grant life and to love one another blindly. lead me by the hand to wherever you call home and i will never forget, the animals we passed on the way there, granted life the same as us, to go on and follow and lead blindly their young to their new home. take a chance on what you see, and if its not me than so be it, its not as if I've never been in the dark before. sun will shine again on me and ill have opened my eyes wide to a new dawn and remember how to let go. to chase my dreams as far as they run ahead of me and sneak back down to let the moon wrap me in at night.