Here I am, sitting,
with all these words
in my tired head,
when I really should
be back in bed.
"What's so compelling?"
Someone once, asked of me.
To write down
these words, so completely,
before they become
a piece of your
imagined vision,
that was written clumsily,
without the precision,
of being a completely,
sloppy rendition
of words, all plastered
together with rapid
hands and fingers,
with no errors
that will linger.

Many years have now passed since
I went away, to be at sea.
This picture brings back the past
days of an old Navy memory;
on a return, to our home afloat,
that is anchored, but not at sea.

There is this light,
deep inside of me,
that's burning so bright
and makes me see,
beauty in our life,
that will last eternally,
for that, was asked of we.

Love is, where it is at.
Be it person, dog or cat.
It is better, loving something small
then not loving, anything at all.