Rising up into the sky,
The sun kissed her...

Little Girl was life,
Beholding beauty and bravery...

I catch glimpses of you watching me,
Your eyes behold depth, concern, yet some glee...

Life is a child on a swing-set,
Laughter bursting from him as his feet move...

Laying alone,
In a colorful bed...

I don't know how it happens,
I see it time and time again...

Dirty floors,
In my soiled little house...

Bustling around the kitchen,
Making food for her family...

Open up your eyes and see,
We are drifting apart hopelessly...

Watching you,
Touch her...

Still up straight,
From your first blow...

Lovely little butterflies in my stomach flutter,
I tried to say something sweet, but not a sound...