By: Kevin Lee
When I was looking out the window,
… it was bright
… it was sunny
… the ground was twinkling like stars
… the squirrels were chittering in the trees
… it is a field I see
… it is a green forest
… it is a glittering ocean
… it is a red, yellow, orange canyon.
It was dark the next day.
It was raining.
Thunderheads passed overhead.
The wind howled.
I was alone.
I cried.
Until you came.
You took my hand.
You said, “It’s okay.
You’ll be fine”.
You set me on my feet again.