In Far Off Country

in the story's beginning, there's comfort, there's love, bright smiles, bright eyes, mother's mantel above, with new looking awe, small noises, small hands, shining faces on porch swings, bedtime fantasy lands, as time turns and grows older young faces turn to judge, sire's guidance rejected, bold attitudes won't budge, punching holes into heaven, burning fires, plasma veined, rocket contrails of youth, spun out in fast lanes, sometimes they forgive, these lives imperfected, years burning slow fuses, calming storm course corrected, now, in far off country's pure air, light bound in wonder now waking, looking back at those faces, no finer journey worth taking...