homeward bound

thursdays // i try a sonnet

you make me smile and feel so less alone
these days forget how youthful we were once.
though every time i catch you in my bones--
they feel as though they fit, i can now run.

breathe in less of bitter days made of grey
this time is ours to keep alive, aloft
here comes the wind, hair swept, wings spread today
our nest is not our settlement nor soft---

so let us make this gathering, love bird
we have no shadow to chase but the sun's
with our arms interlaced, i heed your word
we better go before our time is done

we'll sing until our eyes are dry of sleed
we'll land until the streets are void of sleet

a/n today i learned i suck at sonnets