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Desert Child
June 10, 2012
My skin, the color of stones and broken cars
Forever dry and cracked are my hands and feet
My roots and my aura, yellow like
The cactus flower across the street
I am the desert child
You were blonde and fair, polished with pride
Practical, steady, always clean
Your home smelled like sailboats and
Airplane rides
© Andrew S., Milford, CT
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