When you fly to the skies

I'll look up at you and smile.

A spark will ignite in my heart,

but I'll be down here on the ground,

ready to catch you if you fall. :)

Like a painted picture of a sunset.

You know the sun is setting, but the picture never changes,

Its light is still there.

No matter how hard you try to scrub it off,

a stain will still remain,

the glow will still remain.

Like a painted picture of crashing waves.

You wanna move forward, but u keep getting pushed back to shore

You see me at the other side of land,

getting through the waves in my old wooden boat.

It doesn't sink, and I reach my hand out to you.

And you get safely back on land.

So when you take to the skies,

I will feel so happy,

however, I will not forget to wait down here,

always ready to catch you, if you fall :)

~Pris