Where are you going?

Where have you been?

How did we get here?

How should this begin?

I follow the tree line-

There are no signs. 

Speed up-

Slow Down-

Nobody is around. 

All I hear is wind –

But think about Last summers end.

I miss the grass- but I love the snow-

this doesn’t make sense.

I guess we will just enjoy the Show.



Photo By Orange