Thank you
Is what I say...

To ride lone eagle
No one by my side...

The hardwood tree stands tall and strong
The life it's lived is century's long...

Times the only constant
That all else moves through...

What time is it
I asked myself...

A voice says "Hi"
And eyes lock on mine...

Upon life's stage
I penned my heart...

Politicians cost the lives
Of some of the best...

Around the world I've searched and roamed
To places few have ever known...

I stood alone upon a beutiful shore
Watching the sun close the long day's door...

Why do I write upon life's stage?
I do not know...

From the sacred heart
Of a tree centuries old...