i'm thirty six now thrice a rat and i must say it ain't that bad
you'd think i'd shed a tear or two but after all the sky's still blue the sun still shines the rain still falls my fam would even take my calls
i'm frens with cats i'm frens with dogs some people too a couple hogs
i walk and saunter skip and hop taking my time around the block
i'm looking back and all i see: those things i did were meant to be
i'm looking forth and realise: you can't prepare for each surprise that life may throw at you or yours you can't predict as to which doors will blow wide open unexpected and which will ever be protected
no key, no lock how to get past? to secrets guarded fierce and fast...
another thirty six to live? so full of joy, and toil, and grief... or, one day, have just what it takes to boldly go and up the stakes?..
mid-summer autumn rat three times feels good as hell! unshod and blithe...
a moment of self-reflection for birthday boi timz! :) 15-10-20