under this stone

someone probably said it better

than this but still I

give it all I have pushing out thoughts

whether they are relevant or not

whether they even get read or not

that it matters to me might even be

secondary first of all get it on the page

detached from any rage

once felt now sun shining

down bright and new

warmth felt as if for the first time

hand goes numb from writing

for the first time since being back

home where I learned nearly everything

done here at one time or another

closer to the family proud enough

to bring me back always there

to help me find the track

to the greatness random and obscure

might still be unknown

climb high on the pedestal

kept under this stone…