water from a hose
hot before cool and passed
brother to brother—
the break worthwhile
untainted by man
like bottled water will be
and much much purer—
for guzzles earned
when I-25
reached one end to the other
my house to Grandpa’s—
places for play
water from a hose
hot before cool and passed
brother to brother—
the break worthwhile
untainted by man
like bottled water will be
and much much purer—
for guzzles earned
when I-25
reached one end to the other
my house to Grandpa’s—
places for play
is a
lonely place
of exile.
A celebration of life occurs once and only once in every year
For every single person who lives life fully and believing,
Paying attention to now and not saying the end is near.
Now is the time for me to say happy birthday from a son
who’ll keep believing that you’ll keep achieving
sometimes i get confused
between hobbits
chopping trees
and italian food