Distant breeze
cold lonely nights..
Wake-up tree’s
within
the frost melting
sunlight…
—
Starry skies
popsicle dreams
twinkling eyes
naughty teens..
—
Rich or poor
living quietly free…
Silent soft life
within
the midnight
city…
This piece inspired
by
a toad’s morning thoughts..
Here is a surprise,
standing outside Tim Horton’s
have a cigarette;
A lady walks up and hands me
a box of chocolates…
(You know the saying,
“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re going to get!”)
