Monday, November 16, 2009

could be it....

he called last nite.

his pop.
not doin' so good.
a possible trip up today...
we don't know.

time to sprint into action around here.

and so i've been sprinting....
and thinking......

i went to bed thinking about him.
woke up thinking about him.
walkin' around thinking about him.
working thinking about him.

he wants to go.....and yet he's scared.
but i know he's had enough.
and i know he wants to go.
and i keep wondering what he's thinking now.

and i keep thinking about passing to another place....

maybe he will this time.
maybe he won't.

this living stuff....
this dying stuff.....
my gosh it's so darn full.

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