Waiting just around the corner

  colorful wings flapping freedom.

With every breath she brings,

every step she takes, 

I’m learning how to stay.

I know she is there of course

but I let her surprise me.

this is how it works.

In the hush before 

her laughter lights the day,

A soft embrace we share

  A chance meeting of the pain-gatherers

two hearts that know the ache, 

yet, hers refuses to break.

She is a lucky one, she, for every 

bit of suffering, it flies away from her,

and her quota is so small.

someday I'll learn how to fly.

Away.

Tell me, sister,

 how you bloom,

when I’m still pushing through?