One/one-one/one-won

Tilted;
Or the horizontal story
I dreamt days ago about a birth again
Forgot we actually had one coming
Baby boy born on a day of ones
Again with that
Name I could own
Funny to think about a lifetime
Knowing someone
You haven't yet met

I keep thinking of her and
How when she drifts
Shes awoken by a living dream
Smiling, I'm sure
If she has the strength
Like the burst of a purr in the slumbered cat
On my pillow
I know when I see her
I'll be awed like I always am
Something about the
Creation gets me staring
They should all be crowned
I
Drip
In
Yours
I don't known if i could ever look
At one of my own
Without a wail of
Sweet happy

Can't sleep and she's here
Now
I thought I missed my window
The purred breath halted
But i hear her eyes on me and
The sounds he makes while he is dreaming

Watching the tree
Is not a way to keep your eyes dry
But slowly I realize where I'm coming
From
And why he can cry so easy
Sometimes this big mess is
Just So pretty
And so unbearably sad
It's a miracle i can forget
Stop reeling in
Pretty
Or sad
And actually manage
to leave my pile
In the morning

On most days, anyway.

Hi, scout.