Sissy

Mountains are for babies

Because they cradle

Like a mother’s arms

And just for a moment

You’re fearless like a baby

Growing to know no fear

Safe from before

But even then

When you’re grown

They still promise

A sunrise and sunset

And a start

And finish to home

But we know fearless

Is not safe

The mountain then

Is more than a cradle

It’s a keeper

And it can only keep so far

The mountain

It’s too exotic

Like a mother’s arms

It will only cradle so long

Keeping without time

Yet

It loves its babies

Kept safe inside


For Scarlett, my sissy ❤

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