the path

“… where is it …”
in the eights

“… the gate …”
is a stride of prides

“… and the size …”
are not the eYes

" … are we late …"
knot with dates

" … are we bate …"
we revert

“… and do we brew …”
yes know…

we remember.

9:11 Friday AM, 13 April 2012

do you wonder why
some stride and why
some ride on back

do you wander by
and ponder why
some carved
in this way…
where
every measure
is a treasured day

“… well,
and that’s why …”


in the miles…
she smiles

" this way "