The whole flower I give you, to be held if your grasp is weary
Take a pedal to lean on if the wood will not hold
Smile back at yourself
Not a day for sturdy boards, no they’re shaking now
Your hands feel sweaty, but it isn’t warm
A smile waits to happen in us all, longer now, much longer
Hands filled with dreams made of smoke
Take a pedal to lean on now if it’s all you’ve got
An easy word can’t be shared
Glowing red hot words instead
Not a pedal to stand on just a second to regret
Water reaches outward
But there is no rain
Just a pedal to ride on
’til you’re safe again
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Beautifully and powerfully written.
Hi, thank you for the compliment! Thank you for writing a great comment as well! See a hand down, lift a hand up!
Wow, I can imagine this being sung.
And I’ve nominated you for the One Lovely Blog Award: http://inksylph.wordpress.com/2012/07/21/one-lovely-blog-award/ Lol, it’s sudden but good luck!
Hi, thank you so much for this great honor! I can see how it could be sung, because I think the raw emotion would come thru! If the small one knows the tall ones secrets, they’re aging into each other blissfully! Have a great day! Again thank you!
No problem.
Thank you for liking some of my posts as well! 
Lightningpen Rides Again
Look Ma, no hands!
Hi, thank you for that! If you saw everything the wind has seen, you’d know everyone and far between! Have a splendid day of imagination!