By Seth Lewis
I’m grand, thanks, with a slight nod and an even step
Would you rather I told you what trampled my heart?
Would you pause long enough to hear me, if I did?
Don’t worry, I won’t
And neither will you
We’ll smile and nod like we always do
Nodding through life like we always do
Someday our life will be over, too
But it’s grand,
“Writing is how I think.” – the writer