As grains of sands are upturned and crash
Along the shores a cyclic tide recedes & goes
As rain falls all over me all over us and stuff
The revolution of wheels hitting highway
In front of me spraying windshield wiping away
I’m feeling honored to be an everyday poet
Working with people everyday to write poetry
Life is so fragile and we are filling in the details
What we picture in our minds here in our time
I’m fully aware and with intent to light the way
Help document who we are as a leave behind
So one day family, friends and strangers see
Our lantern light when all is dark along the path
November 2018
John Conte
mystrawhat.com
& TheNewEverydayMedia.com
