Thursday, June 12, 2008

Where I am Now, by Tom Cassidy


I am grown and I am ready.
I wonder about my home and the air.
I hear a gurgling call urging me on
whileI see a speck through the green.
I want to be there, I want to go.

I am ready and I am grown
I pretend to be still.
I feel the air beneath me and I touch it.
I worry about nothing.
I cry my cry for you, for you.
I am ready. I am grown

I understand short life;
I scream it to the world,
I say "You! You!" while I dream
the dreams of life.
I try to hide on rooftops,
and when I scan my horizon,
I hope to see myself in your eyes.
I am grown. I am ready.

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