"reasons"

"reasons"

 

 

and when i look

at my daughter's

tiny face

 

and when i put her

hand into mine

 

and when she asks

why

(a thousand times)

 

and when i kiss

away her tears

 

and when she sleeps

against my chest

 

and when life

asks too much

of me

 

and when i

look back

at my life

 

i know that

she was

 

and will

always be

 

the yellow sun

against my

painted

blue

sky

 

Kenny L. Mitchell

May 26, 2006