This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

How we meet

Written in

by

I wish we would have met earlier

A different way

But there was no time

No place

For that to happen

And this is the only way

Climbing up this tree to reach you

Nothertree

Nothertime

Notherway

Than

This way.

This time.

This place.

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