How close can one be
to another and it not be a date...

When I was a child
I spake as a child...

Mea Culpa be with me.
Mea Culpa set me free...

At the end of the day
we take comfort that...

Patience has been asked of me.
I ask others for patience of me...

Fireflies flickering
laughing at the dark...

Walking in the night
under a September sky...

Master Po when will it be time
for me to leave...

The temperature soars
and the heat is unending...

My mind held the thunderstorms
of my thoughts charged...

At last I have found my rain
and I feel so free...

It felt so good
to be there for share...