Old Poem IV

I thought I saw something

I thought I saw familiar

I thought I heard the wings of a great bird take flight

I thought I could smell sweetness

the way things smell when they are fresh and growing

I thought I may have even felt a new emotion.

A child lives with a woman’s eyes but,

the eyes are childlike in vision

something different is something new

growth cannot be forgotten, it is part of a change in time.

To relax and float is not as easy as it looks

even scary, like shapes and sounds in the night

we sometimes attack nothing really

as the familiar stands all too close for comfort.

Don't look back my friend, you might see something

something that I thought I saw.