Naps
Naps,
R SWELL,
Blinking the dust of moments just past,
Being with mom when she breathed her last,
Sitting on the dock with my legs streched before me,
Imagining the old wood dock a.ship at sea,
The white caps rolling,
My heart a beating,
A man in the crows nest yells,
Ship ahoy,
Pirates have been reeported in these waters,
I look to my left,
The Cabin my granddad built rests upon the hill ,
My adventure has passed,
I’m back in the world,
A world where thoses that had my heart have all been murdered,
It’s just me and my cats,
Alone ,
Val Whitewolf 