Where She Will Be

My eyes open blinking They inspect the world My duvet lets me know I am not alone but surrounded By a blanket of familiarity Mum is close Her smell like a cover of safety I will recall The World breathes and is hasty Like a hungry being Wishing me to do things To explore To feel To do I am frightened But intrigued by its face at my window So i grasp its nettle Before it comes through I am spun and turned Flying, falling, feeling free Ripped apart and broken But when i land I know that's where she will be