I see your tiny silhouette
across the pink sky.
You look so small,
and yet so sure.
I've watched you
so many times,
the way you walk,
the way you talk.
So many things you do
or say, remind me of myself.
I see myself in you sometimes.
Sometimes I smile and
sometimes I'm afraid.
You always have liked
pink and blue sunsets.
I remember how you said that
"sunsets are like living in a big marble."
Sometimes
life is like being in a big marble.
Sometimes
you feel like you are looking out a marble.
But sometimes the marble
isn't always pretty, is it?
Sometimes life isn't either.
----© 1989 ReNae----