I had not known That moment Would last a lifetime But I give thanks For in your eyes All was known This beginning Without an

Author River Dixon
I had not known That moment Would last a lifetime But I give thanks For in your eyes All was known This beginning Without an
Sprawled out on a dirty floor I stare up at the ceiling fan Feel the forced air The gentle hum of the motor Perfectly balanced
One spark, of many To catch the kindling Barely smoldering I hold it In the palm of My hand Do I remember How to do
The clock rolls on, it’s 3 a.m. Wondering What am I doing here Through flickering light And another cigarette Alone, again I search for words
Beyond This moment Or another Until gone The reasons No longer Matter This just Is Forgiving Is to Not forget What you Have given Me
As I lift the lid The Smell of Cedar Overtakes me After all these years The tiny blanket Still remains Stained with tears Swollen with