Pause wait what,
It’s the squirrel again prying acorns from their shells,
A raven,
The highway,
Maybe sparrows?
It’s all the boxes checked and to be
The sunshine shaded by the oak
You’re missed, and not;
It’s not a this or that it’s both,
and thankful.
Grateful for this love life breath.
I guess that’s all for now,
Lunch break is over soon