a place
clean and light
to rest my head
each night
not many
things
just a few
and windows
for a view
of birds
and trees
with leaves
a place with
neighbors
that don't bark
or bite
but say hello
and act polite
a place
that is not
this place
for i must move
and look in the heart
to find
the groove
we are always at the end
of where we have been
knowing and forgetting
there was a beginning
long long ago
it was into time
i came
and my heart knows
what love is
still
nancy davis
3-14-2015
Be happy
he says
even though
it is
the way it is
be happy
about something
even though
i can not
be what you want.
And
even though
that is all
i want
to be
is happy
i can not.
