Bounces

Like scramble eggs wanting over easy Life bounces Go with it, Bounce high bounce far Bounce for bouncing We are here once at least in this form Today human Tomorrow sparrow Yesterday butterfly Sitting inside my front screen porch Mellow is the mood of my neighborhood The sound of shoveling echos in the distance I taste the day and savor the calm Sunny and warm with a giggling breeze And a lonely cooing of an turtledove The sound of shoveling mixes into the moment scraping the sound, spreading gravel tap tap tap, it ceases A lazy car moseys down the road as if nowhere to go And my eyes transfix on the lovely figure of a young teen girl walking slowly and surely With no modesty of clothing or vibe Indeed youth is wasted... Troubles or pleasures life goes on The night will shade The day will shine Life bounces either way back and forth high or low Bounces