POEM - To Stumble, yet Fail to Fall

It was not nothing

In a world full of people who

rarely manage the bare minimum,

I reached out with passionate abandon

I said the thing in all the varied ways

that I knew (or know) to say it

You live the benefit of having

exactly what’s inside my mind

at all times

You see what our tomorrow holds

ahead of every other living soul,

and you fail to take it for granted

My, what unfathomable folly of luck

chaperones us both

The darkness is ever-present, yes,

but it no longer detracts from

what I know to be good about...