Adventures through the looking glass and out into the big wide world


I love watching the men
Walking their children home from school
Talking about the little things
As though they were the big things

The things that really matter
Like why this building has leaves growing all over it
And why you call your dog Rover
When its name is Diego
And why the Triceratops
Is cooler than the Brachiosaurus
Although both pale in comparison
With the mighty T-Rex.

I love that the little things
The big things

And what the heck?!
I love that that’s the closest thing
To swear words
That joins this

I love listening in
On these weighty conversations
And thinking that maybe, just maybe
That’s where you are.


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