recent dawns have her bound in chains newly linked
an innocent young spirit has begun to shrink
I promise to not let her drown
even as I’m sinking down
I keep feeling I should be further down this road
leaving mistakes strewn among the miles strode
my head is filled with words of song
that dreams have written all night long
if I ink them on the page or sing them out
will that alleviate pain and doubt
I live my days
learning to use the love you gave
believing what happens has some reason
keeps me moving from season to season

Lincoln Woods, Lincoln, RI