Reflections

The trees are silent and the sea beyond, laughs

Chirrup? Chuckle? Crunch? Chew?

Just 12 years old, I'm fearful

Never mind Sam, this too shall pass

My dreams, I own, turquoise shell and laughter

She'll recognize the Van Gogh and Pablo alabaster

Just 30 years old, i'm hopeful

Never mind Sam, this too shall pass

Trees chuckle, the crickets chirrup

Conversations crunch, memories chew

Just 50 years old, I'm now alive

Never mind Sam, this too shall pass.