yeah ok

yeah ok

yeah ... ok

what difference does it make

half empty half full

pardon my reach but i'm thirsty

and that ... that is but a glass

holding the quenching of my thirst

i have no need to see

if the grass is indeed greener

on the other side of the hill

chances are another has mowed it to make hay

for this winter's fodder

and this tree

it gives shade today

from relentless rays of sun

will it give the warmth it gathers

as this winter's warmth

and you

just where will you be

on this sojournesque journey you take

in effort to find yourself amongst the crowds

will you be but another found standing

on the lost bridge to nowhere

the poppy is also a flower ...