good morning sun, good morning rain doesn’t matter it’s all the same

the only weather that gets me concerned is the weather in my mind

i’m older now coming round the bend and i must transverse where i have been and suffer the consequences of the forgotten mines that i have placed

i was preoccupied at the time and didn’t bother to record the places that i stored these mines

so as i stumble through the fields i step on them and they explode leaving me and those that are near to revisit a time we had tried to forget and sort out what was done and what we can do to make things right……………..and continue moving on

this field is my life and one would like to think we bury the past……….in actuality we postpone the service until we deal with it

then and only then can that issue be laid to rest

we never get away with anything…….never

we are tethered to the past with invisible strands stronger than a spiders web

the circle of my life is coming around the bend, i realize i won’t like everything i find, but i have learned to place the fault with me

i don’t have to track me down and when i walk through the fire after the explosion, that issue is closed and i can continue walking through my landminds

hey kid the fewer you set the fewer regrets

boom, damn……………..just shrapnel