Freckled like an orchid Two bowling ball cheeks You said before I was born That you were terrified of me Played cowboys with your brother Had a losing streak I know you lost your mother Don’t take it out on me Met your sister in the blue ward New mouth to feed That baby grew up on a fruit farm You moved from that city Head halfway out the window at a frightening speed And I remind you of her That does not comfort me Heaven is here in this body I can love more in recovery Heaven is here in this body I can love more in recovery