Perplexed Deer ~ Photo by Patrice

 

 

Why we do what we do
Never knew, never understood
Didn’t have a clue.

Standing here, standing there
More or less
Standing anywhere.

Keep me close, hold me far
Never say you did or didn’t
Do that.

Why not come, why not go
All is strange, but then
Who’s to know?
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016