Indifferent 

Be fifteen
That in-between
And do not care
What snarled your hair 
The where your walk
Or when

Be then fifty
That year of glee
And reminisce 
What life’s half-kiss
The who your smile
Or why

Someday Sunday

Northbound perhaps?
With the cold for your friend
Would that you’d walk
To the end of the Earth
And fall straight-away 
For all that you’ve cost your heart 
With the wrong kind of noise
Then the most silent voice 
Could continue in peace 
To champion somebody else 

Heart Lore 

Which are the important words
The ones we want made clear
Whose sentiment we underscore
Whose truths we need to hear

It’s key that they not remain words
But values we live out
Let us let them color us 
And show what we’re about