wall of green

last thoughts on book sixty-nine
six months worth of thought
or half of a year bound up
in a book so worn
the cover front and back
no longer attached
a reminder to detach at times
and stand back to look
at the landscape
the book has been
a pleasant escape
from the everyday struggle
to find happiness as it exists
all around just have to choose
to be a part of it and
not let it pass on by
how many cars now
if I started counting in October
and here I sit again on the porch
in June making sense of the madness
some call it life and most
don't think this much
but I think that's okay
because I don't swim well
and my brother and sister do
we all have our strengths
and we live with the weakness
that our humanity brings
and always getting stronger
none of us know how much longer
we have shouldn't we make the most
of what we call life
waking to work not without
appreciating everything
right outside the back door
the summer makes the small
wooded area behind the house
look like a wall of green...