I will live in them

 

What to answer when they ask, “what’s new”?

When it’s raining so hard there’s nothing to do.

Tell them a story about a courageous crew,

Or lay out the recipe for grandma’s stew?

What if I told them a tale of my wins?

One nears an ending, the other just begins.

What if I told them of lifes many grins,

The silly faces, fun places and those many scraped shins?

I guess that would take up a day or three.

Discussing what was, is and maybe could be.

I have just enough time time left you see,

To make one last try to finally be free.
So,  come here little one,  climb up on my knee.

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