Wednesday, October 3, 2012

A monologue to God


I turn twenty-one this weekend and I don't know if you'll be in the neighborhood or not, but if you are anywhere near 1902 and you could spare a few minutes for a talk, or a walk, or a hug, or a feeling or a breeze, my schedule is wide open.
It's okay if you can't, I get it.Times are hard, things are changing.
Did you see that the leaves have finally begun to fall?
I sat out in my porch today and I witnessed one of my lasts, for who knows if and when I'll ever be here again.
Anyways, let me know if you have time to spare. I will also welcome you if you come unannounced.
Even if you don't come I'll be looking out to the horizon;
My only hope is that we haven’t abandoned each other entirely.  

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