How you measured the world in glasses of water instead of minutes
And shed strands of hair instead of inches,
How you cried over your dead dog
And the frog that dried up
And the dying baby bird,
And how you want to cry remembering it now,
How you kept driving until the road ended
For no reason,
And you forgot how the beauty of this world is in fact that a circle
Has no beginning and
Has no end?
A. Peters, 2011
