I am an alien…
a foreign friend.
I am a horse…
of a diff’rent color.
I landed on the ground…
my heart so loud.
I landed north…
just to discover
life, living, and
maybe love too – a
life worth giving, ’cause
giving is cool. In
time, winning, I
just might be too, ’cause
home is sending me a
critical view.
I’d rather live on edge in this world,
than seek solace in the one I know.
I’d rather run a dangerous track that could
crash and burn; I will learn because
at least I’m getting somewhere;
at least direction shows its face.
Flying in my saucer somewhere,
at least it’s flying in this space.
~
~
D.J. Whisenant
very important
Thank you Joanna. I pray that it is.
Lovely
Thank you!
“A life worth giving.” Yeah, that IS it. Beautiful. And yours *is*.
❤
Kathryn