Thirty-two years ago today I was bald,
I’m now tall and have gray hair.
Like any animal, I am aging.
I’m back in the city of my birth,
Running around buildings of large girth,
Unlike the trees that I find pleasing.
I visit with friends and family,
And share my adventures from here and there,
Places that some were unaware.
I have been sitting and working and waiting,
For a man with a beard and long hair,
To whisk me away to adventurous play,
For my soul is waiting in the wild somewhere.
(Overlooking The Smoky Mountains Trying To Look Regal)
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