Chaos under the stars
Anne, Grade 12
Running away
Stars under our feet
Chaos rings below
A thousand hands search the Earth
But onto you, I hold
You, a phantom,
A mirror of me
With cobblestone bricks
And honeycomb tea
A friendly face
In the midst of darkness
Nodding your head
Keeping my beat
You are not real
But so familiar still
Waiting, and waiting
For me to come home