"Call me," my smart ass reply, believing only in
the passing ache of too much deep fried goodness.
Arriving home your palor, told a story of no ordinary deep fried
delights pain, fear found me, reminding me of killer tummy aches,
stole San Fransiisco dreams, yelling selfish, deserved suffering refrains.
Notice me joy called, mindful awareness swept through the leaves,
waves washed solace, acceptance
does not mean liking it. Life's invitation to further growth, opening to the way ahead
swimming through waves, sunbeams, cool breezes