Caroline

She welcomes me with ease

A stray dog in the breeze

That needs a place to stay until morning

I sit down

Admit I failed at spaghetti

How did I fail to make spaghetti?

But she laughs and says "that's fine

Have this - it's made from lentil beans"

She shows me some new proofs

Some nonsense, but others proof

That she's finding her own way

With something new to say

In the way

Something we've talked about before

But only 'cos it's true

It's kinda hard to tell what speed you're going at

When everything is spinning

By this time next May

We'll go our separate ways

Though that could be the same direction anyway

Oh, friend

In truth, I often think

That if you ever go

People won't know if they're saying goodbye

Or hello

'Cos they won't be able to tell

The difference between your face

The flowers you lay upon

And the dirt

What a beautiful thing that must be

To end your life blending in with the nature that surrounds you