Sixteen
Finally, the daylight is before me
Open
Crisp And clear.
Like jumping into icy waters
Giving yourself up to the frosty morning
That you are suddenly
A part of.
I am holding hands
With my family
But all I want to do is run
In the melting dew of the grass
And touch the leaves of the trees
If only to know
That they are real
That I am real
And when the car door closes behind me
A slam that jolts me awake
And in my eyes are reflected
The world that
I am a part of once again.
I only ask that
I can smell the ocean breeze
And see the wind tossed waves
Welcome me home.
And I am happy.
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