Sometimes,

Even the lightest of creatures,

Can cause hurt. ...

Blend in.

Rest.

Find solace, ...

Shadows,

Of years long ago.

When sleepless nights, ...

Some days,

Moseying cows,

Walk faster than cars. ...

Floating with you.

Feeling wonderful.

Untouchable, ...

Can’t see,

What’s holding me up.

Dangling on strings. ...

Life carrying death,

On its back.

Such is the desire, ...

Some days,

We need something

To lean on. ...

Green, blue, white and red.

Different shades,

Of every color, ...

Yes sir.

Eyes don’t deceive.

There is a bed, ...

The long stretch.

Real,

Worthwhile, ...

Dusk’s creeping in.

Another ordinary day.

When external calm, ...

“Why the rush?”

It’s raining,

Roof’s leaking, ...

“Keep them out…”

Strangers with promises,

Hard to believe. ...

Unexpected words,

By a lonely bench,

On a country road. ...

Not there yet.

Still,

I can imagine it all. ...

Which,

Would you rather be?

Red, ...

Cheerful flowers,

Cannot distract.

Single-legged. ...

To be enjoyed,

Before a specific date.

Not to mention, ...

I miss those days,

When he was still around.

Tending to his garden, ...