Sunlit Future

[...For Father's everywhere, who are not deadbeat Dad's and genuinely make sacrifices for their children...]

Whenever the child called Biscuit tugged at the small string that opened her window blinds,

she knew that not only did she let the sunshine light up her room

which was at the top of the attic where she slept,

but that it immediately sent a message like a telegraph wire across the Universe.

A whisper across Time, that opened the portholes on a special ship at sea

and allowed the red kisses

that she painted onto her lips with mothers lipstick...

smother the lonely sailor's ruddy cheeks,

whilst he was lying on his hammock dreaming of being with his true love,

despite the girls who followed him in ports around the world he only had eyes for one...

His heart strings were tugged by invisible strings...
Her vision was an illumination in the slopes of his soul,

Her form and shadow were glimpses he sensed as he turned corners

round the cobbled roads of each port town he traversed...

Someplace he had already felt her close by, but whenever he turned to look, he was alone...

With his hands crossed behind his head and looking up to the ceiling of the cabin,

He watched a small red and metallic black spidar that had shared his journey that entire trip...

Beside his hammock hanging from the ceiling was a small ramekin within a hanging basket of grass,

Inside which was a small seed that would grow into a red blossom -

He felt within it the stirrings of all his hopes and desires...

...and he wanted this to be the gift for this girl that he felt sure he would ...

soon... very soon...

meet...

and then he would yawn...

and sleep... sleep.... sleep...

to dream.

....For Biscuit was sending her Father to be before she was born ..

her invitation to Be...

her Mother's true beau...