Walking along,
Singing a song,
as the birds pass by,
and the butters fly…
Category Archive: Quatrain
Thump and roar,
sink and soar,
fast and slow,
high and low…
Worry tossed to the wind,
fear set below stones…
It’s hard to remember,
that the two don’t take place,
in the same time,
or in the same place…
Rush rush rush,
and try to get it done,
quick quick quick,
or you’ll lose what you’ve already won…
It takes a lifetime to build,
and moments to shatter…
If you want to feel good,
get something done,
it’s that small thing that would,
feel like the rays of the sun…
More than we can say,
is what we really mean…
When something is past due,
when is it just too late?..
I don’t know what every part of me looks like,
I imagine the internal parts are a bit squishy…
