Entitled “ Orbital Timelapse"

They open up to a big scary world

Milliseconds separate one revolution from the next

They witnessed your first steps

Saw the first tear rolled down your cheeks

Grew big like watermelons when you hit the gas and not the break

They filled with hope

As the yellow school bus approached your front door for the first time

As time goes on

Weaker and weaker their muscles become

Never knowing when the last moment

Will be captured on their cranium camera

The growing number of bottles in the medicine cabinet

Is a silent reminder that no one can escape time

And that there is a price to pay for partying like a rockstar in your younger days

Every chance these old eyes get look at the masterpiece

Within you that they have created

They do everything in their power not to let you see them in pain

In the waiting room funeral cost flood their mind

Something is telling them that the end is near

They hold your hand tighter than they ever have before

As you walk into your childhood home

And help them put these aging eyes to bed

They look at you desperately for one more hug.

Your embrace says more than any goodbye ever could

In the morning you find out

That their eyes have finally made the transition

And now their eyes they are helping God watch over you.