TEARS UPON CHEEKS

I cry
and a small boy hides
  in the back of the night,
wrapped softly,
in a towel of tears,
trying to turn back
the time of the years
to a year where he sat

without
a bruised knee
  and without
tears upon cheeks.

Copyright ©2007 Ashi Shadow 2/6/07


On Katie. About... how I wish things were good. I miss when things were good.
I miss her.