I wander about from day to day
And seek each path to discern the way
I watch and wait and act and run
Moving best in the morning's sun.
From here to there and everywhere
Around a circle and around a square
Down the hall and up the stair
But turning back, I sit and stare.
Is staying put the way to go
For within myself there is no show
And life can ebb and flow
And fill me with all I must know.
Charles Fitti