Images in black and white,

Sprawling skies in shades of gray.

You with me, and paper kites

Sailing high to greet the day.

Opening, the sky and clouds

Rained down around our paper kites.

We danced beneath the thundering shroud 

And laughed to see the crashing lights.

Racing to the sprawling tree.

Collapsing at its solid base.

Sheltered by its thousand leaves

Casting shadows on your face.

Beneath the tree, we closed our eyes

And hoped the storm would never end.

We fell asleep beneath the sky

And woke to find the rain again.

Travis Shillington

21-4-08