A tree
hollowed out
by time 
looking to
be strong 
but knowing 
that roots 
won’t hold
and nothing 
can fill 
time’s emptiness 

Some might 
see how 
far as
fallen but 
I see 
how far 
as come 

I dog have 
have grown weary 
of this game 
throw a ball 
or a stick 
off I go
bring it back 
but no further 
do I get 
beyond here and 
then over there 
and back again 
I’ve begun to 
wonder what’s there
beyond where the 
ball or stick
lands knowing that 
one day soon
I’ll keep running 
and find out 

To be quiet 
and learn not 
to speak into 
deaf ears has 
made a difference 
I’m just gonna 
sit over here 
and stay away 
from over there 
sipping my coffee 
and let others 
do their thing 
be it happiness 
or their misery 

If ever
I dreamed
this just 
like this
back when 
I might’ve 
I’d done 
so with 
the disbelief 
that ever
if a
dream such
as this 
came true 
I’d tell 
the world 
and now 
I have