B.K

A boy who was once a single feather 

Drifting through the wind trying to find his purpose

He helped others when his heart was broken glass

He cared for people who's souls were forever black

Because he sees color.

Color no one else can

You and I see black

He sees gold

He sees the best in us 

Especially when we can't

He's brighter than most

And a better friend to all

I'm grateful to have him

A friend for the long haul