In these pages lies heart and soul,

tears and laughter;

years of doodling and scribbling thoughts

in the shape of poetry.

These words are mine, they are yours,

they are the quiet neighbor or politically active friend.

None of it is new, few are old.

These thoughts of love, loss, nature, exploring and self-discovery

have circled many a mind.

They just happened to have landed here.

Open your senses, your heart, your mind

and prepare for a little walk

down a path you always passed by

but never ventured out to wander.

Wander friend.

Take your time,

and find your way home.

I'll be waiting.

You can find me

here.