By: Shyanne Sarris
Sitting on an old porch,
I smiled at the sky.
And watched as the wind
Gently carried time.
And then I closed my eyes,
At the thought of us.
Glad we lived a life
Sad to be left behind.
I rocked and rocked,
My chair squeaking as it moved.
I breathed slowly
Wanting to leave too.
The wind caressed my face,
And dried my trickling tears.
The sun hugged my skin
And for an instant, I felt alive again.
Then finally the moment came,
I smiled at the sky.
And whispered,
“I’m ready to go,
Take me to where my love awaits.”
Then the sky smiled back at me,
And it took me to a happy place.