A face looks up to the sky
with no clouds to view.
A look of a babys first sight
brings delight
Lilac cover the green grass of an open field
a deep breath takes in the scent.
Smiles flow in a crowd but reason is left behind.
Tigers roam wild
but for one they die.
Flowers chase butterflies
until all is gone.
The ground’s jaws clinhes and knaws on itself until
no one is left for chance.
And rising to the sun a child’s laugh
drags the others behind to die and wish for more.
