AS A CHILD

© RYAN GUILEY

As a child, waking up,

To see you open your eyes,

As the coffee pours in the cup,

The one who I love with my pride.

Just to know that you are there,

With the glamour in your smile,

Making breakfast with your care,

Folding my clothes, nicely in a pile.

It is gift of wonder what we have,

Shining so bright, and illuminating,

With your cheerful and adorable laugh,

As, you will appear as I won’t be waiting.

Every time I look at you,

I smile and light up bright,

It turned out to be so true,

We have climb the heights.

It was nice to have dinner,

With my real mother, tonight,

As I knew that she was a winner,

As I can tell how she was right.

How could I tell the difference?

It is a flawed attribute given,

I am not that ignorant and dense,

As we are going to be living.

I knew how they switched,

On the 5th floor so fast,

As there was a small glitch,

As another day, has passed.

I know their tactics in a beat,

Signaling from your soul,

There is an energy of defeat,

As I can tell who’s the mole.