Hannah

She knows what's been around, an unbroken sky, leaves a naked mound, a rose broken tree, when others fly, she makes her great leap, a kid from our town, she promises to try, to break all her bounds, although born and weaned, and raised by signs, she misses yellow fields, now she dances on the brow, city lights bring pure delight , away from cattle sounds, but her homely dream, still demands a reasons why, little ones and fireside scenes, make her want to cry.