And then the
Boy said to
The man look
At your hands
They have tilled
Fields and held
Babies look at
Your eyes they
Squint because of
So many sunsets
Now look at
Your heart it’s
Just as new
As mine is
Love knows no
Age or year
And then the
Boy said to
The man look
At your hands
They have tilled
Fields and held
Babies look at
Your eyes they
Squint because of
So many sunsets
Now look at
Your heart it’s
Just as new
As mine is
Love knows no
Age or year
And then it
Came the blame
Not so much
A bark but
A quiet whimper
Almost like fall
Winds rustling through
The dried leaves
We had become
Ownership of over
And finally done
So unlike the
Blaze that decimated
Each of us
At the beginning
Time for winter
Now to heal
And await spring
And just then
After the digging
And pailing and
Sculpting and dreaming
And building and
Coveting an unforeseen
Storm rolls in
And as much
You protect and
Scoop and try
To keep what
Was yours you
Suddenly realize that
It never was
That you were
Just borrowing it
For a time
Sitting here today
I’m present to
Lost and found
Something lost can
Be found again
But by then
It’s too late
Either you’ve discovered
A replacement or
You’ve learned to
Do without it
Keep important things
Close to you
Because once they’re
Gone they are
Gone for good
Why do we
Dance this dance
Why when I
Advance you retreat
Why when I
Ignore you appear
When oh when
Will you and
I be at
The same place
At the same
Time that we
Were when we
Began or are
We supposed to
Fly through the
Heavens simply nodding
As we pass
Each other forever
Bumping into others
That don’t exist