I worry

I know

What is set

In time

Must be let go

How is it

That everyday I hope for the same

But days end are always strange

I am worried

And I know

Of changes coming

Where I go

Checked table mats

Late night pizza joint

Family owned

A mumble of patrons

A brew of beers

Groove

In the late night pizza shop

Love late into the night

After the game

A win was had for the gip

All hailed after long trips

Into the hometown

Being around

Tonight

Pizza and the soul

Have a connection

A full bellies

Connection

That I can not explain

Nor do I understand

Forget the freeloader

Shame the forgetful

How can we make a new

With vengeful hearts

And souls

Forgotten free hoper

Keeping going forward

Goodnight midnight

What more to be said

That can’t be said tomorrow

Good night

Off we go

Sleep again

Hoping to grow

In thought and patience

Everyday

Midnight

Teach me to be

That way

Always the hardest part

Getting up

A head start

The way to learn and grow

Before the early glow

Of the sun

When the day is young

But the hardest part

Is pushing through

Each morning

Seeing each day to

The highest calling

Making a morning great and new

With the early morning dew

Where are my shoes

Old leather wheels

Holding me down

Looking around

Where did I set them down

Blessed truths

Where will I find you

Silly shoes

Did I set them next to

The pipe of the balloon

Old shoes walk back to me

Real soon

Entitled title

Is earned through

Commitment

To greed

And dishonestly

Dishonesty

Entitled title of my next poem

Should be

And is

For some in the main of streams

Believe entitled live

Are lived

A blue tune

On the radio

I would not rather hear

As it simmers

In the distant background

Stirring up my head

And heart

This blue tune

Of me and you

Written too slow

To listen to