
with a little help
dead leaves taking flight again
oddly comforting

with a little help
dead leaves taking flight again
oddly comforting

new roads I travel
all center on same compass
the one that I love
a model for all
a son does his father’s will
heaven takes delight
waking too early
trying to go back to sleep
Saturday morning

the moon almost full
lighting up washed out contrail
could it be a star