What’s sad is that the 22 year old girl
With a backpack on
Who started to cry when I put it
In reverse
Because I was leaving
After a beautiful
Weekend together

Is gone forever...

It’s simple really
We’re given a birth
And an expiration date
Of around
100 Years

She’s out there
You’ll know her when you
Lose her

Plainly...as best as I can remember
My grandmother
With her grandmother hands
Her grandmother
Way
.....
As we walked
So young as I was
Trailing behind
Mid afternoon sun
Up in the sky
So bright
So yellow
.....
Then without a cloud in the sky
It began to rain
Small drops
Big drops
Little drops
,,,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,
....
..
.
Then none

grandma why did it rain without clouds?

Grandmother stopped her walk
Turned around and looked down

because the sun can be sad too

The sun can be sad too

After the war was over
The only thing I discovered
About myself
Was that I loved
A Good Fight
Words
Fists
Love
Life
A Good Fight
Indeed

Only god & the devil know how much
I love you

I only believe in one of them...

Don’t ever be the doormat
To somebody else’s life
Whenever it’s convenient
For them

Doormats are used to
Wipe your feet
From **** and mud
And stay just on
The outside of the house

Never to be inside
Remember that