Birds flying backwards, 

Sun is the Moon, 

Blueberries are purple,

New days won’t be over soon. 


Can’t understand words,

Sentences easy to comprehend. 

Mailbox down the road.

I’ve got a letter to send. 


Car won’t start.

I know, I can’t drive.

Don’t have a license.

How will I survive? 


Part of the younger generation.

But have an old soul.

Always looking to the past.

Because the future is unforetold.


Looking out the window. 

I am deep in thought. 

Going through a cognitive process.

Yet, I don’t know what I’ve been taught. 


The world is a mysterious place. 

That much is true. 

Getting lost in the randomness. 

Can I see it through?