From : Brandi Davis

A river of light greeted us as it pushed through the window pane.
Dancing like a tribe of Angels dropping their wings in the summer rain.

I knelt down upon one knee so I could see beyond his eyes.
Than he bounced up and began to jump.
I thought that he would fly.

I stood in wonder and I gazed at the smile upon his face.
And how he giggled as his feet rose up into outer space.

As I bounced and flew with him my soul it felt so free.
No longer rooted to the ground that stretched below our feet.

He was my guide that one day in July. My teacher. An inspiration. My friend.
Painting moments in time. Writing minutes in rhyme. Till the hours flew by with the wind.