Sometimes it feels like leaving home
wearing mismatched shoes
I will make my way in this
world if it's the last thing I do

Put that song on repeat
We got comfy under my sheet
A night at the bar
When you could still puff a cigar
Oh the stuff I think, when I use my skull meat

Doc
I wish I could be half the man you are
The first day I met you
You suffered a stroke.
Drove yourself to the hospital
and still felt bad for breaking our appointment


Doc
You taught me so much
in such short time
You showed me the acorn
That is inside of us all
You taught me how to care for it
And how to help others as well

Doc
You taught me about being
kind and selfless
The we and not the me
You taught me about
Stewardship
Crazyhorse
And other ways of seeing.
About the kids that need a chance
Not to mention a rest
I learned about when you pulled a live grenade
from a soldier's chest

Doc
All I can say is thank you
for sharing your spirit with me

I might be waiting at line for Coffee
It's 2014 and I am in Starbucks
But when "As Time Goes Bye"
plays on the speaker
I am at Rick's
If only for a moment

I wish I could
Inhale my morning coffee
And
Drink the morning air

Write
because everything needs to be written

like bud's bloom.

On this first day of September
as I look up at the rainwashed sky
with cheerily flying grey white storks
I grow fonder of belonging.

This is the place I call mine
where in the autumnal shine
open all doors
and the wind whispers

All is yours
yours

this is your place
forever and no less

all of today
and tomorrow

for you made
yours in essence.

This September day
insignificant becomes transience!