child, wild mane flying
in the breezy sail of time --
where is a harbor safe for you?
To plead for you to "slow down"
when the smile of promise
glows in your face, is to ask
burning stars to shade the light
that fires your search for a future.
Run, jump, stretch your legs,
Our lives spin with your commotion!
Licking patches of grass like
You are the glorious, radiant
Here to wake us from our clouds.
Shout out about life's Here and
Quick, Girl, skid into my heart,
kindle in me your love of change!
I catch the feather of you that
then with a swing, free who you