Emotional rise and falls;
Trickle down a trek,
and climb over all the walls.
An itch that can't seem to be scratched,
Secure the lines against unwanted advances;
Pull down the shades and make sure the bindings are latched-
Happy little moments,
of a wide world wonder.
And to gaze at a picture long since retired,
I try to do it all, all that seems required.
