If the sky falls, will I catch
bits and pieces of the sky
and
Stop. No. Go. Stop – go – go.
Don’t stop now. Stop and go.
I get up every morning
and I rise to my feet.
Because I have wrapped up my first chapbook collection, I am starting a new one.
I have learned how to live –
I have so much that I can give.
A million moods make up my being.
Don’t grow old, grow young.
