Sorry I haven't reached out
I've been busy
Water-ing my own garden it gets a little
Weedy in my mind sometimes
Until I pull the curtains
Outside it is bright
All of the places I run to
Have no place for me
I'm taking shelter undercover
Surfacing occasionally and
Words cast spells I guess
Thats why they call it spelling
It's funny how so much of
Finding ourselves as grown ups
Are remembering the things we loved as kids