Kind (for sweet pea)

In order to be kind one must first be humble for without humility kindness sours into selfishness.

Voices

Voices are the one
thing that I miss
much like the rustling
of fall leaves when
snow begins to swirl
or the sound of
absent summer swimmers when
Autumn’s chilly winds blow
But the voice I
miss most is mine
when I stop listening
to my own advice

InOut

I see two cars 
one going one coming
neither one is certain
of what the other
will do Here in
this parking lot isn’t
this very little moment
what life’s all about
One in One out
and so we go

Perhaps

My heart aches for 
those who don’t know
Imagine being so ignorant
that you don’t realize
Perhaps it is better
being so absolutely oblivious
Perhaps just maybe perhaps
the day is mystery

It’sNeverYou

Imagine being told no 
but then it’s yes
Imagine all the questions
why not what happened
Imagine feeling I’m not
imagine feeling all that
Oh my God that
hurts
Hurts
How does one ever
Ever
recoil from their ever
Now let’s calm down
it’s not you it’s
never ever you really
remember that it’s them
And there’s the rub
Right
But how and maybe
when right should you
expect to be enough
You are always enough
it’s just that they
can not accommodate you