wild comfort

September 18, 2010
I walk tiredly to my mother tree stump
as she wraps her arms around me
and shields me from the world
she loves me withe her heart
and I sleep into her

the sun wakes me gently
brushing back my hair
I smile and he smiles back
just as brightly

the mud covers my feet as I run
the mud runs with me
its in front of me, in the back
and the sides surround me

I breath in life and out
failure, where I am from there is
even the dark is my friend
hiding me from the real world

I'm safe by the wild
comfort of home

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gracegirl29 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 4, 2010 at 7:06 pm

this is great, especially the irony and imagery. the last four stanzas were worded kind of oddly, and there was one typo, "I Breathe and out failure . . ." but the first two stanzas were perfect. the second stanza was my favorite. good job, keep writing!

~ Kirby

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