It occurred to me that one day I might be found…
…face up
…or down
…or somewhere in between.
So I thought it might be good
…to shed a little light on the scene.
I carry 2 rocks in my right pocket.
…always, without fail.
A security blanket of sorts.
Calming in a storm of hail.
Bringing a smile to my face.
…with fond thoughts
Of a time and place…
…in Maine.
So I thought I would share these words
You know,
…to prove I’m not insane.
Take’m.
They’re special.
Think of me.
…and when you’re ready
Take a road trip…
Remember.
Squeeze’m tight…
..then set’m free.
