for the rising sun and my eyes have made four
and neither of us will back down...
now, he has age on his side.
he has survived many the stare of children.
what then makes my orbs different to
he stops. mid circuit.
pauses. at the son.
he shines. i shield.
he smiles. but i know.
there is an understanding between he and i.
At last, we understand each other.
i will not go blind.
i will not...
Tracy j H