Doesn’t Seem The Same

How what we see changes.

The sun goes down, it’s nothing new.
At least, to you and me;
But someone newer stands and watches
There, beside the sea

Since all that might endgender wonder
Still does what it does,
If it just doesn’t seem the same,
I’m not the guy
I was

View the World

Time must be spent in some fashion…

There’s much to see
If we still care
To know the world
Is ever new —

The days go by
In better ways
When we can just
Enjoy the view

There is a time
There is a place
And it is now
And it is here

To look beyond
What holds us down
To open eyes
And be
A seer

A Brief Perspective

My life is glamorous.

I’ve never seen the Taj Mahal,
Or spied the Eiffel Tower;
I’ve never seen the Great (big) Wall
Or a Kensington flower.

I’ve missed so many a famous sight
In strange exotic foreign climes;
And yet I’ve seen this stupid nightlight
Twenty million billion times

What’s Wealth To You?

A pizza of his own.


A friend of my son’s
Still remembers this house
Because I ordered them pizza
When he spent the night here
And I ordered him one of his own

He’d never had a pizza of his own before
And hasn’t had many, since

He’s grown up now
But that is still
His idea
Of real wealth

And it kind of makes me ashamed
Of some of the things
I’ve attached importance to