thinking, Thinkr8

What Was I Thinking?

I was thinking about something the other day.
Now I’m thinking,
I wish I knew what I was thinking.

I think, I thought, I did.

Humans, Life

What Is Two Years Old?

Seven hundred and thirty days …

… on this planet, running, round table, state of bliss, tripping, falling, hitting head above eye, treatment, better, -not-

It only took a smile to mask the true nature of his reality.

21900 days removed.

What Happened? – 🙂

Flowers, Seasons, spring, Thinkr8

When Spring Sprung

Burton’s Path Rt. 29 S


thinking, Thinkr8

You Know You Are From Laurel When …

you know where you are from.

And when you are only four to five miles away from Laurel, MD. ,westerly.
8 of 10.
Thus Thinkr8.

Hello Laurel.

Baltimore born, Laurel raised.

We walked wooden floors of the town Hotel.
? 2nd St.
We walked 216 to 1, we were on Main.
We had 411 P.G. St.
We experienced Agnes.
316 Gorman.
316 Talbott.
We ruled Compton, and ruled the Mall.
411 Old Line. MD City
We search for life.
Stewards Manor.
Drexel Park.

That’s just to name a few.
There’s a story in here.
Yes. I’m here.

I played along the river.
Stubborn they said.
We were schooled.
We built many residential homes and commercial building’s.
We professionally painted town.
We painted the town.
I go gold west young Man.
I found myself back to here.
I married. We faltered.
We mutually split.
I built ten stories.
The fifth faltered.

I wondered.
I lost.
We were half of what we are.
We were three-quarters of what we are.
I got tired.
I stopped, no longer under.
I’m here.

The past determined my future.
Yet- The past, the present and the future exist at the same time.
I’m here.

Thing’s are better now.
With under of what shouldn’t be.
Gotta make the best of it.

Hello Laurel.