- Post By: Jason Santo
- Date:
- Category: Uncategorized
- Tags: child, clouds, cute, dawn, literary_imagery1, literary_original, love, morning, poem, poetry, portsmouthnh, puddle, silhouette, son, street, sun, sunlight, wet, writer, writing
The clouds in the puddle. The sky if your mind. I’d give you everything, have given so much, but it’s not enough. I tripped, fell flat on my face and saw the blood of my mistake spray across the finest dreams, tearing them from Heaven like discarded mobile toys; uncared for – under appreciated. And so it wasn’t enough, my supposed best. The hard work was fragile crystal haphazardly stacked during a time of hurricanes. Now the water’s still, a mirror of the infinity stretching overhead and ahead, and I’m building again. Each smile seeking true joy, each hurt hurtling to the core of my breath. My best is now better and promises aren’t glass, but the steel of our bond. I owe you that. I owe you everything. #love #son #dawn #portsmouthnh #sun #sunlight #wet #street #silhouette #child #cute #morning #puddle #clouds #poem #poetry #writer #writing #literary_imagery1 #literary_original (at Rebuilding)