i often think
of
the many
moments
that
make
up
my day
and wonder
exactly how
many of those
moments
are
required
to
make
up
my
life?

p is for pumpkin that sat on the sill
and waited for halloween to come
until......
the knife came out, the carving began
the pumpkin jumped up
and
away
it
ran

when
memories of
people and their
lives
can no longer be
contained under
one single rooftop,
they float up
into the sky
and make
rainbows.

do you know what i mean?
she asked me....
and i said i did,
but of course...
how could i ever really know especially when she wasn't sure herself
and
there were
still so many
deceptions yet
to
be
embraced.

i always carry a rolling pin around
with me,
just because
i never
know
when i
might be
in need
of
an emergency
apple
pie.