We Were Born Into This House
It's a simple memory.
A subtle wind
...
Maurice White, September,2017
Full with brim of sadness,
I've lost a whole year,
...
The lake fat with trout
a fish rodeo of sorts
bull frog bucks a mouse
...
We Were Born Into This House
We Were Born Into This House
It's a simple memory.
A subtle wind
twisting my past
into ancient closets
where pain's clothing
hangs wrinkled
but not outgrown.
We were born into this house
with the innocence of rain
we shall leave
one by one
no worse for wear.