Back to the Future

Ah, I’m seven again, chasing Monarchs. I squat down, get my lens so close, take the shot, lose my balance, and roll over backwards. Upside down and staring at the blue sky, I can’t tell you if it’s 1975 or 2014 – the sky’s the same,

and actually, I feel as if I am, too.

It’s time to get home – it’s getting dark – but my mother isn’t calling, neither are my girls –

it’s my choice, hmm, should I stay or should I go?

It’s time to go,

I’ve caught up to what I’m chasing –

a trip back to the future to remind me of who I am.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s