Sunday, May 15, 2005

A little poetry

Running away


Every day I run away
Well, every few days
Anyway
I absolutely need
To do it

I always come back
And while I’m away
I get to be
Free

My aging body tells
My being what to be
Family, work, health
Community

I always listen
I always know
I get to run away
And then

I get to go home