My father
Who art in new York
Hallowed and most likely drunk
My car broke down
My gas tank empty
In new York as it is at home
Give me this day
My daily ration
Of distaste and dismay
Forgive me for my ignorance
As I forgive those as ignorant as you
Lead me away not in the ways of you
Deliver me from seed

Morning bike ride. Wind
rushes past my face.
Light and shadow play
for space on the pavement.
All things are possible
in this new air.

You know that I must leave you,
The end is surely near,
We both knew this day would come,
Please don't shed a tear.

Life is but a journey,
Beginning with our birth,
I'd like to think it continues on,
After we leave this earth.

But I do have one big fear,
And it's not of the unknown,
But rather that my leaving here,
May find you left alone.

So, until we meet again someday,
I hope that you may find,
Someone who will share your life,
Someone sweet and kind.

But your happiness means more to me,
Than you will ever know,
And though I wish there were another way,
For now I have to go.

My only hope is you find the strength,
That you need to move on,
And may you once again find love,
After I am gone.

For, I know there must be a Heaven,
I've seen it in your face,
And someday we will meet again,
And once again embrace.

There are a lot of words out there and the day that I reached out
with a warm autumn coffee and pumpkin scone in my hands

I realized that Merriam-Webster could not help me, that the
O.E.D could not help me, that trying to find the perfect words

to describe your bundled spirit of simplicity and truth, of
imperfection and loveliness would take centuries. By the end

of my reaching I realized that my arms had grown tired, had
fallen to my hips and hung there like a forgotten thought

in the mind, that my spiced coffee and frosted scone had spilled
a wonderful orange across the pen and tablet of my heart.

Little Green dot why do you make me smile?
Little Green dot why do i stare at you?
Little Green dot why do you make me crazy?
Little Green dot why doesn't she message me?