Clouds and Stars

As I lay

in the 

bathtub

I look 

at my robe

hanging

on the

back of

the door.

It looks like

a childs

robe

but it 

is not.

It is for

an

adult

but it

has little

stars

and clouds

on it.

Light

pinks and

blues.

This reminds

me

of being

a child

innocent,

full

of dreams

and 

fearless.

I guess

I am

all those

things

still.

I have

the robe

to prove it.

I have

the scars

to prove it

as well.

My innocence

gets tested

every single

day and so

do my dreams.

It scars

me,

but I remain

fearless.

I still believe

in love.

I believe

in honesty

and yes

I still believe 

in clouds

and stars,

It gives

me comfort.