but not fast enough.

the rain is dripping from the red hip roof barn.

I am sitting here in my faded levis

I feel really tall

I feel big

my childhood has slipped from my grasp

revealing future

adventure

my feet reach the stirrups

& my hand reaches my daddies hand

this is normal

but I am so in love with you.

so in love with this time of life

so in love with your laughter

your late night phone calls

of only our kindred spirits

braiding into the night.

to be one with the land

drink it's waters

to sleep in the shadows,

of its dancing trees

to smell the new

air

to bond with the hearts

it has given

I am falling.

& time is slipping

but not fast enough

my childhood has slipped from my grasp

revealing future

adventure

my feet reach the stirrups

& my hand reaches my daddies hand