my shining armor long retired
the lost child she is,
gazing with that crystal perception of the unnoticed
inside that smile that lights up a room, all is collapsing

i think, take my hand little one
let me bring you from your chaos
how dare I judge what I can't see
though your pain leaks like ink from a broken pen,
and the stains wont wash away

time went by and I never knew you well
fondly you were a child in my mind
I battled my own wars, and crossed my own seas
Now to see you, war torn, on your own, covered in scars upon scars

Life travels on, and I return to my world, you to yours
But i am touched, and disturbed, and praying for your peace
I saw you aching for escape, solice, stability... but you go on
Back to your reality, back from the temporary space where I watched you

Saying a prayer,
dropping a line,
and spinning back into the world that absorbs me
I won't forget again, though you don't know, or think i care

some friends, people, are always in your life
sometimes you bump into them, sometimes you have to lasso them
but connections don't break so easily
those shifting eyes, burned into my memory

take the warmth of my love my dear one... child, sister...
may i remember those dear to me, every day of my life
never to be lost again to so many, so close
i pray i never again see you shiver while the waves crash around you