You said, I could have it all. You said it to me. With your eyes so wide, excited. I stop to see what you mean. . In the drone of afternoon traffic. On a slope that's slippery.
I got to put some things in the ground. Even with this season coming around. It's green's last gasp and leaves brown. And autumn days are winding down.
Living this close to the road. You'll question your vulnerability. Got the curtains closed and there's nothing. For those bold coyotes to see. . Just an airplane in the sky.