The world is full of wonder.

Trees to climb, creeks to splash in.

Daddy comes home, the swing goes higher and higher.

I scrape a knee, mommy fixes it with a kiss.

Then comes the dark times.

Mommy and daddy fight, lots of crying.

Daddy only comes home every other weekend.

I am sad, the world is a lot less green, the sky is not so blue.

Sometimes I hate my mom, sometimes I hate my dad.

I long for the days we were all together, but there is pease and the crying and yelling are only a memory.

I see and love my dad at peace.

I see and love my mom happy again.

The pain is no longer intense.

I kiss my mom, her pain is gone.

I see my dad, the peace takes us higher.

Everyday the world becomes a little bit more green and the sky becomes a little bit more blue.