Elucidating Questions

The alarm goes off and I already miss sleep.

The ways the day gives back what I gave and never received.

Immediately thoughts run after all directions.

I wish I could go back to the world of thoughts where my only worry is what’s in front of me.

He looks thoughtful,

Sitting with bended knee and hands just lying over him.

Too much on his mind and his face is always tired.

Painted to look so tired.

If each could speak I wonder what they would say.

This one keeps pointing his toes.

So tightly strung.

I think the morning goes on for too long.

I think I miss you when the dew sits on the plants.

Waiting to be frost.