Time...

Before her eyes she watched him change
Once so dependent upon her, now he had found his voice
In awe she recognized his confidence as he strode upon the path before him
Unable to help herself, she followed in protective watch

Put out to pasture...

The sun rises a tad earlier than the day before
And shines upon her cold metal skin
Abandoned where once she toiled
She now gratefully welcomes each new day

Quiet flower...noisy bug...

Every flap of his wing sent a shiver through her petals
Every step felt soft underfoot
The volume of her fragrance, sublime
The chatter of his movement, welcome distraction

Unknown...

The excitement was unbearable
The path set before me beckoned me deeper into the unknown
Trees turning their backs on me for fear of letting the secret be found out
Unaware that my feet had already made their decision
I ran before I could change my mind

Halls...

Deep within the echoes of the walls
Each step is measured in precise time

Memory...

How will I ever remember it all?
In my memory...a painting
My mind's eye, will it see?
How will I ever count, gathering it all?
In my heart...a warmth
My mind's eye, will it know?
How will I ever appreciate it all?
In my future...a promise
My mind's eye, it will breathe.

Four...

Meet me at four, please not a minute late
I would meet you at four, forever changing my fate
Meet me at four, my life with you I'll share
Crowds rushing by at four, I saw them but did not care
Meet me at four, all my secrets I've saved for you
So many strangers whispering at four, in them I search for a clue
Meet me at four, now don't forget, in time I'll tell you why
I waited at four and three hours more and it was all a painful lie