Monday, December 28, 2009
Sometimes a window opens wide,
Filling your soul with fresh air…
Once in a while a door opens wider,
Enticing you into “there”.
Sometimes entire walls fall down.
Roofs blow off, leaving all laid bare…
Once in a while the house hits the ground,
Creating one less stair.
Certain evenings, a high tide ebbs,
Exposing new reasons to care…
Sometimes the world, an egg cracks wide,
Introducing a new life to share.
Once in a while fate shows it’s face,
One never knows when or where…
Sometime ago, Newport held out her arms,
And gave me a dog with slivered hair.
Years past, I was the person,
Who could disappear without a notice.
Now people want my Oregon address;
I’m the man “Who lives with Otis”.