Poem: Choice

I see a family

Walking a

Golden Retriever

Nearby,

And I think

How busy their lives

Must be

With the dog

The kids

The fulltime jobs

Keeping up at

High speed

Each day passing quickly

Quickly

Quick

But I,

Me and my tabby cat

Stiffer than statues

Would stare out the window

And watch the moon hover

As it coated the ocean

With a layer of light

Like an artist sweeping

His canvas

With a light blue

And it would be just us

In this quaint house

We would relive

The early human wonder

Back when nothing was

Taken for granted

Before the world’s phenomena

Were considered everyday things

And we would pass each day slowly

Slowly

Slow