Parade

I prefer waving 
from afar rather 
than joining the 
parade sitting here 
under the maple 
and wishing well
sipping on a 
cool cocktail of 
peace and calm 
let others march
to the drums 
of some cause 
me I will 
sit under shade
sip and cheer 
knowing that they
like I once 
had marched nowhere 
until I took 
a turn here