Poem thing - WIP

What's Inbetween Has Been Heavily Edited.

At ten I fought the sky

Bundled up fists and a gob full of laughter

Springstruck and gambolling

Eight fields – a world apart

So bright.

So bright.

Now ageless and bright eyed

Beloved – enjoying the moment

Dizzied by fatherhood

Comfortable – sum of my parts (redacted)

So bright

So bright