I will try not to be anxious anymore

It does no good to me or you

I will try not to try so hard, it is my bitter drink

That will invite me for a drink and score

To score the flesh and mourn



I will try not to try so hard, and remember

Remember what was and is so

So sorry and not so sorry, I walk

I walk and walk with legs, not tired

My feet find places my eyes can't see



I walk and walk and I will not tire

I will not tire, on this journey

What comes, is found in two

Two feet, two hearts, too many ways

Too many ways to screw things up, I have



Two of us, who is the other, I think I know

Only a pair if he consents so

So I walk a pace to my heart's racing

Racing, in time, will I find him in time?

Our train is coming, can we just jump on board?

Love?

Speechless . . . except that I love this!!

Mig, you are my most favorite critic;-)