Some things,

Simply must be big,

So as to invite, ...

To stand alone and apart,

Is not as easy,

As I once believed. ...

Some days,

Walking through town,

I stop to stare at a wall. ...

Friendship, caring, values…

The list is long,

Of human attributes, ...

Wrinkles and shadows,

Are an integral part,

Of any journey. ...

Looking back through life,

It is plain to see,

How often I covered, ...

It is in the solitude,

Of darkness and emptiness,

That I often find, ...

When the sun begins to set,

Letting shadows extend,

I give thanks for the day, ...

There are days,

When the writing,

Is on the wall. ...

Outdated,

Scratched,

Cracked. ...

Complicated,

Yet colorful.

Like life, ...

It is the simple,

Heartwarming smiles,

That reach deep inside, ...

It is curious,

That it in the end,

It is me, ...

Thick,

Solid walls,

Are also built inside. ...

Some things in life,

I’ve seen,

Experienced, ...

Standing out,

Feels special.

But these feelings, ...

Some things,

Cannot be bought.

They are built, ...

Some common places,

Based on experience,

Are indeed dangerous. ...

Growing up,

Travelling was exciting.

New adventures, ...

Human traits,

Are like cocktails.

Self-confidence tastes better, ...