Let us
not then
for to
brings me 
sends me
skyward like 
some pebble 
thrown meant
to land 
somewhere else 
than where 
I started 

Nothing makes me
I just am
be it happy 
peaceful or content
it’s hard to 
be not these
once I learned 
and fully embraced 
my own alone 
funny how nothing 
that anyone else 
can offer dangle
or tease appeases
for what I
have finally found 
is just me 

The only thing 
that the Universe 
ever asks of
us is to
do the best 
with what we’ve 
been given and 
to never squander 
our blessings It
doesn’t tell us
what It never 
tells us how 
all It ever 
says is that 

What’s over 
is over 
and what’s 
done is
done and
the only 
thing that’s 
left to
do is
bid adieu 

Four fingertips 
that roll
and tap
quietly counting 
yawns that 
follow sighs
begging for 
fresh air 
a twirl
of hair 
a pop
of gum
and eyes 
that disappear 
up and 
out of 
way behind 
heavy lids
these say