Underdog

Window sill,
Stained glass,
Ever clear....
Her eyes trace each forbidden, carefree move;

Sun shine,
Cut grass,
Ever clear....
Her hands trace the outlines on the pane;

Inside, inside,
Father's silent bride;
Out there, out there,
Father's little dare.

Front porch,
Play ground,
Ever clear....
Her mind traces the path through empty streets;

Picket fences,
Water sprinkler,
Ever clear....
Her tears trace the trails made on wet skin;

Inside, inside,
Father's silent bride;
Out there, out there,
Father's little dare.

Back yard,
Quiet noon,
Ever clear....
Her ears trace the sounds heard from far away;

Bed room,
Night light,
Ever clear....
Her dreams trace for remnants of another life;

Inside, inside,
Father's silent bride;
Out there, out there,
Father's little dare.

Go on to one day....

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