coming down
so much stuff was spinning around, thought it might be a good time to come down
from the tree i planted to get away from the responsibility of being me
i would climb down, do what had to be done and scamper back to my perch
from my vantage point i could see all the craziness of humans doing, not humans being
but it gets lonely being removed and isolated………………………….. i suppose that’s the price we pay for admittance to society……………………..we have to learn to deal with people if we want to be included
there is a price for everything, as it should be
your time is you life money…………………………spend it wisely and above all learn to share and care
looking down gets old and is cold
looking in is learning to love
cut the tree down and have a bon fire and make some friends