Everything in life,

By accident or atrophy,

Sooner or later breaks. ...

Perhaps with time,

Our differences,

Will no longer be teased, ...

Today I’d like to float,

But cannot know for sure.

The weather’s unpredictable, ...

I never thought,

I’d embrace the old.

Now that I’m on my way, ...

Corrugated iron buildings,

Are relics in time.

They can still be found, ...

Stand tall,

Live your life,

Follow the path, ...

Some colors,

Seem to have life,

Bringing on smiles. ...

Growing up,

I was often told,

Which way to go. ...

Old,

Fading relics,

Appeal. ...

On wet summer days,

After sleepless nights,

When thoughts dance, ...

I often wonder,

What stories reside,

Behind everyday masks. ...

I spent many years,

Trying to understand,

Before realizing, ...

Life’s puzzles,

Are mostly fun.

Except those, ...

Some paths,

Lead to special,

Unexpected times. ...

Many years had to pass,

Before I could embrace,

Shadows and nothingness, ...

Looking in,

From the outside,

Provides perspective. ...

That which matters,

I often clearly feel.

So when life, ...

Today,

I’d like to be closed,

But can’t. ...

On some mornings,

When sleep,

Played hide and seek, ...

In earlier times,

There weren’t so many eyes,

Constantly watching our lives. ...