Journey fkunone: Growing into my own, I carry no weight
But I hold him steadily in my hand,
Bouncing with each step
Only two of us now, my misery now behind me
But he turns back sometimes
Missing that what was
I turn him forward, he seems bigger today
But he still has questions, me
Answering them as we go
Our journey, undetermined, still ongoing
And I smile, he smiles back
Hearing a train rumble through
