Redbird

Scraped knees tumbled down the hill Thinking they could fly like the redbird outside, Kissing leaves in a world beyond the windowsill Mother time dancing on in circles While I sway along Playing make believe I’m the red bird tumbling down, Scraping knees Living big in the shadow of my dreams Stuck between a far-off horizon & the quiet, soft, familiar unexciting Mother time dancing on in circles While I sway along Playing make believe I’m the red bird flying high, Kissing leaves