Make it interesting

Deliberation

Of a mutual sensation

How to hold on

And let go

We will never know

Don’t bore me

With the thinkable

Rather empress upon me

The ideal

Transported in one step

One moment

Arrest the dogs

And bring them home

Thanks for the time

Paradigm

Shift

Over our eyes

Thanks for the truth

When there are lies

When I am lost and

Found

I know where I can sound off

The truth

Thank you

The feeling of departure

Leaving a situation

A city

Streets of the commonplace

A place

Where the hole human race

Walks the same streets

I will be sad to depart a city

But for great opportunity

I must let go

In order to grow

The city has taught me

Many lessons

Now I must go

Fill

Pull

Roast

Start the clock

Green beans fill the roaster

With another batch

Of sweet fresh coffee

On 6th Avenue

To be sent all over the city

Fresh cups to fill

Warm sport to enjoy

On a cold winters night

Street views

Of old time news

What comes in the wind

In the morning or at night

Old time news

Learning from the past

Our own goal

Window pane strolls

On Sunday afternoons

Air to breathe

Needed on some days

When overwhelming thoughts

Occur

And reoccur

Just a bit of wind

In the lungs

Can be the song needed

To be sung