Air

Curling fingers through this 40 mph night Fresh thoughts contort this teenage life Emerald green , blue and those haunting eyes all mix Thinking of this all I feel is air For the first time I’m still, in this peaceful breeze The grunt of engines and words don’t fall on my ears There’s no pain as my hand combines with the trees Although your talking all I can hear is air Its 10 years soon , September will start And even though my heart will crash and sink Sprawled out in the suns new glare I know your around , your whispering , watching , gliding Your always with me ..... In the air For Dad x