THE ACORN STANDING
The acorn Standingtwenties, Everything I know, gliding in and out of my orbit.My futures come close enough,that I could reach out and touch them, if I wanted. If onlyI knew which ones I wanted, if only I could decide. Whatcould have, should have, might have been Falls into thebottomless pit And I’ll never know What happened in theend. But here I am, Here Ihave always been Standing in the middle Feet planted,rooted in earth, getting stronger Standing tall, branchesstretching upwards, always Unshakable, that’s me.
