Poem-A-Day: Day 516

I’ll Be There

When arms know that lost
found that need to keep hanging on,
it's enough to hold the light up 
and stare as if the child won't go away.

To stay this young, selfish darling
I wanted the shock, the sudden sway
we all make all over the end,
the light that we don't know.

It's just in me to stay the light,
the sky, and I stare and I don't go away.
I beg you to share the sky,
I don't know why, it's just the child in me.