Don’t Run Too Far

I still have that picture of you sitting on the school bus 

I remember and know your face as well as I know my own

That far away look in your mossy green eyes

Only we know where we are and where we have been

The straight line of your mouth

chin close to quivering

and the freckles that dance along the bridge of your delicately shaped nose

We both know only too well how to distance ourselves from pain

how to find another self to slip into

like trying on a fancy new dress...

still an old soul

I can still hear your voice

and your cool hand in mine

When you run from the core of who you truly are

please don’t run too far...

Angela Minard 2021©