Remembering Boise Idaho,
John told me that everything is here for you,
To serve you,
To educate you.
For you to enjoy.
The grass says,"Thank you for walking on me, I am here for you."
The bird on the grass says, "Thank you for noticing me, I am here for you."
People are no different.
Your parents are here for you.
Teaching through their actions.
How many times I have been my father.
The way I sit in a chair,
Holding a pencil.
not all the time,
moments.
Perhaps all relatives,
pay a visit
through the day.
How many,
of whom I never met.
