The circle comes as circles go
I’ll make it round, of that I know
One year seems slow, one year seems short
I need that long my thoughts to sort
Pack and unpack, feel at home
One more place to call my own
Another family full of smiles
Bike to school is still 4 miles
Father, son, and…Holy Ghost?
Make that grandpa as my host.
Add the girls and the gang’s complete
The Shiozawa’s can’t be beat.
Spring is here, which makes me happy
For all things that make poems sappy:
Birdsongs, rivers, mud and flowers,
Cherry trees and April showers
Our lives may change, but so do seasons
Enjoy your day for little reasons.
Can you tell I’m feeling lazy?
Has this rhyme made you go crazy?
My days are numbered 87.
Not like that! Till home not Heaven.
All I'll post are photographs
Hopefully this has made you laugh…s