By Arianna Kay Gonzalez
I walked out of the house,
It was cold.
I went to the gate and noticed that is was old.
It creaked with a groan when I swung opened then closed….
I walked towards the pool house door; I walked inside and noticed a cat sitting on the diving board.
The Wind blew, it made a howl.
It sounded like it wanted me out.
I went to the field where the tree with a swing stands.
I look out to the sun setting,
It’s getting dark,
It’s getting colder.
I ponder, and then wander.
I was puzzled, and then I was afraid.
I look out into the field, the tall grass gain a wave like movement with the breeze.
The breeze is warm,
I was shivering.
I hear a creak it made me jump and squeak.
The tree is behind me, it’s the swing.
I freeze
I thought I was alone,
I was far from being right.
I was going to turn,
I was ready to fight.
I turn
What I saw was unexpected.
Behind a boy
No, a man with his head hung low,
Set on the swing that was tied to that old tree.
I can’t see his face.
I hesitate,
I walk towards him, he doesn’t move.
‘Is he okay?’
He looked up when I advanced the distance between us,
His face it’s smeared.
From tears?
His eyes were dark and red.
I knelt to his level, laid my hand on his cheek.
I say three words to make a smile appear on his face.
“I found you.”
