the gate i built shut tight behind me
each stone i personally picked out to step on never gets left out each time i make my way
the shrubbery i have clustered along the way gets shoved back then tied off in the middle often
too close to the walkway
 though if excited to hang out
i can understand
my area is where i would rather be
so many spots & things that make me say ahh
not only is it my favorite word to let out so slowly gratifying & meaningful
around here it's hard not to
here inside is where you smile
you draw up
a map out
to see your sunrise
wake for a of late day
stream carving a path
imagining what it will be like
put one in here
like so long ago
a place to come back
kept in mind along the long track
a rhyme in mind to see if you can get me to resay