stagnant fear
confusion and longing.
a lost little boy wandering,
wondering
through a life filled with soaring highs and crouching debilitating lows.

just keep going though
don’t ponder too long
keep your masks and task through each day avoiding the quiet, eluding winter’s long kiss.

find yourself
free yourself

fill in the pieces that have been stolen.
dream once more of emerald forests and creatures of the ether, of goblins and faeries, of warlocks and dragons,
passion and love. it shouldn’t be so hard…

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I was reminded today of sword fighting with sparkling eyes and running so fast our legs ached and catching your breath, a novelty.
laughter so bright that even the monsters lurking didn’t dare defy… they couldn’t catch us anyway.

do you remember our hidden caves and secret gardens?
the world was so wide with promises held like dew drops  on the backs of leaves in early spring.
return those places to memory, visit them, bask in their glow a while and fill your cup before it’s too late.
I miss you.