how do you start?
where do you end?
it only takes one
grandpa said

wish for less, search for many
burned bridges, i’ve had plenty

big city, small city, it’s all the same
sunup to sundown, its just a dream
grass is grass, pavement is pavement
the only difference is what we name it

sad stories, broken bones
worn out clothes and a bloody nose

life starts and ends
with one loose thread
it only takes one
grandpa said

*I like to write poems (from time to time. ) You can read more here.