All kinds of original
lives inside us
and if we gaze heavenward -listen well enough
we realize, we have been
pulled along these tracks
paraded, side-by-side. I beg, don’t leave this…
Your all kinds of original.
(To those lost along the way, let us bless them with rest. Peace out. I did this for you John. To show you I am stronger than I ever thought possible. Sorry I never shared when you asked. Thanks for leaving me your smile. You probably would not recognize me today. Or maybe you would.)