follow the footsteps

farewell speech

a moment of silence

in the crowd

…

living up to expectations

after a legend or hero retires

is not what we need to focus on

it is the time for us to dig deeper

and truly understand

where we want to go

on our own journey

yes, no, maybe so

at day break

the waves crash

and make a canvas

…

will we go

with the flow

and take it slow

for every artist knows

when it’s time to show

our projects we let grow

for others to see glow

name and date

wedding portrait

handing on the wall

sees morning sun

…

two data points

to commemorate

for us to look back on

to keep track of

to remember

to pass down

to celebrate

lately and lovingly

spray paint bottles

left in the garage

for a new day

…

our hobbies

and interests

are tied to things

we hold dear

or have come

to appreciate

in a new light

works now, change later

today

weeding by hand

is our way

…

when we find

something that works

we must ask ourselves

if we should keep it going

or make adjustments

to turn something great

into something even better

in the details

new uniform

the light of the city

shows on sunday

…

in the design

in the description

in the development

of a product

is our chance

to tell a story

worth remembering

sunburn

day at the beach

the umbrella shelters

more than our lunch

…

may be here

to stay for today

but one day

it will eventually

fade away

without a trace

or so we think

passing through

elementary school

left in ruins behind

chainlink fences

…

our past life

and retracing old

stomping grounds

where we used to play

gives our inner child

a moment to come out

and to talk with us

in a way

night approaches

even on the sunniest days

night is here

…

seeing things always

in black and white

may not be the best

if we can’t make sense

and appreciate

all of the colors

in our world

riff

chirping along

the robins sing

for breakfast

…

what makes

something catchy

rhythmic and repetitive

enough for us

to remember and even

hum and sing along to

is something to keep tabs on

train tracks

waving goodbye

to the ferry and seagulls

from the car window

…

streets and

subways

all operate

within a system

even if the lines

aren’t always

going straight

plan for

shining and shimmering

stained glass flowers

meeting the sun

…

fun

surprise

delight

happiness

fond memories

we can look back

on tomorrow

there will come

covered in grey

the moment the sun

hides in clouds

…

a day

when we all

fade away

but until then

we should smile

and walk this journey

we call life

flaws and all

the cracked pavement

gives ways for

flowers

…

seeing someone’s skills

and imperfections

for the first time

is just an introduction

to learning more about them

as well as ourselves

when building relationships

chopping down

summertime fades

as the leaves of turn

from green to yellow

…

is different than

cutting back

and letting something

regrow on it’s own

thus the decision

of somethings fate

lies with us

at some point

weekend hike

the trail fork shows

a summit sign

…

we will find

what works

and what doesn’t

for us to do

the work that matters

and is true

to our identity

fact or fiction

left overnight

the flower waves

at the moon

…

or however

we want to call

if something is

real or fake

is a matter of knowing

and understanding

the power of stories

and then what

falling slowly

the maple leaf

rests on pavement

…

this will happen

and then

that will happen

and then

this won’t happen

and then

that won’t happen

hands in the dirt

a piece of cotton

stuck on the branch

over the freeway

…

until we have

actually lived through

and experienced

certain events for ourselves

and not through others

our reality stays the same

while our imagination changes

stare

dried leaves

carrying the time

of last summer

…

out the window

at the painting

into another’s eyes

the more time passes

the more we will find

out about the subject

and ourselves