Mother
The sun was out
And I was gone
The clouds rolled over a million times
The grass swayed
Intense
As if it could fly
I was still
Rigid where I stood
Afraid
Scared of change
Of the uncertainty of decision
What does it mean to live for another?
To make decisions that effect not only my self?
I've been thinking
Now a house of one will become a house of two
Copyright © Maya Iverson | Year Posted 2005
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