Questions form without a word, your eyes are pot-holes.

Deep,

Open to suggestions,

Ears are open to every breath I take, head tilted.

Confused,

Wishing to understand,

You bark out at nothing, I know it’s dark here.

Protect,

The wind your enemy,

Maybe it’s the neighbor’s cat, but no matter.

Running,

Closed inside,

It’s hard not to feel guilty, even when you smile to me.

Happiness,

Never enough time,

Always overjoyed to wake up, and greet the morning.

Wishing,

From my heart,

Sometimes I want to be like you, simple and kind.