I know what you’re thinking…
what’s with this guy and
those squirrels?
he’s a bit off.
yes, probably.
I likely wouldn’t
be writing poetry
if I weren’t.
it’s like this…
I watch birds.
squirrels.
lizards on the wall.
sit in the sun.
drink my Japanese green tea.
pet my kitties.
think about things.
I have time,
but not all the
time in the world.
when young
I never understood
why old people
fed squirrels
and watched
birds.
but, when
you get old
you understand
why.
