Don't be sad
for me...

Will the future
be fair to you...

Mothers and daughters,
sisters and aunts...

Three small letters...
adding up...

Sitting here
working...

Changes at my work
have almost rendered me...

I eat too much
I sleep too much...

You love me
balls to the wall...

Winter came early
to the low country...

You always had me
scratching at the dirt...

Wondering if my words are ever coming back...
relishing the day when I can put more than a...

I no longer
end my calls...