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A Poem For June

Can you see 
the mystery
in his big brown eyes?
Can you see 
The curiosity
In the realm 
Where rules die
Socially awkward
My bumbling butterfly

As the wind 
Blows cold 
Time grows old 
His flame burns long 
While our flickers 
Quickly dull… 

No concept of worry
There’s no need 
To hurry 
He’s playing 
He isn’t waiting…
On any of us 

Anyways
One Thousand
Ninety five days
In which 
Every single one 
I have prayed 
His innocence 
Will never fade
He is saved…

Searching my son’s soul 
For traces of sanity 
Although indifferent 
He embraces humanity 
My heart is all 
He demands of me 
Sometimes 
my smile lies
He doesn’t understand why
Because my eyes cry 
On the inside
My blind faith  
Helps my fears hide

Rhyme or Reason 
Is it truly treason 
That his never ending sunshine 
Is always out of season
I yearn for his concern 
To be that of a typical 
Not difficult 
First born son
But instead
He doesn’t look 
“Just run Forest! Run!”

It brings tears 
To my eyes 
To not understand why
You smile through your cries
I’m not leaving forever 
Only waves, never goodbyes

There are times 
When I see that gleam
That leads me to believe 
That there is more there
Than the eye can see 
You are the epidemy 
Of beauty to me 
That only an angel could be
You are every ounce 
Of good 
That I thought was lost in me 

You’re not bad 
You’re different 
You’re my Hero 
My Heaven Sent
Not because of super powers
Or because you can fly 
But because you must survive in 3D
With a 4 dimensional mind…

Survival of the fittest 
I use to ask 
Why God did this 
Why must I live this life 
I didn’t ask for 
He told me 
That  He would show me 
Like He’s never done before
“why you feel trapped,  
I will provide a door.”
“When you have nothing, seek me, 
and I will provide more.”

Then, He promised me,
“ When your heart feels broken, and 
Around there is no one. 
I already have an answer… 
Go and hold your son.” 

My baby is my comfort
When I can’t sleep 
And he is my prayer 
When Jesus weeps.

Copyright © Caitlyn Yates | Year Posted 2015




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