Vacations

Refusing to let expectations

Take from me-

Vacations

Filled with poem reading and writing

A little music playing

Bike riding and friend hanging

Truth telling-

I don’t feel guilty for

Vacations not wasted

Instead gently

Washing over me and

Leaving behind me-

Retrospective looking forward

Not so hurried

Sometimes we want them to already know

What we know

Sometimes we want them to be who they are going to be

Without know who they are now

Sometimes we try to hurry them

To be who we want them to be

Sometimes we try to hurry them to be

Who we see them as

Sometimes we hurry them along so fast

That they don’t get time to

Play

Rest

Tryout life before

Committing to who

They are

Committing to who

They want to be

Sometimes we want them to bloom

Before they are ready

Perfect

I don’t worry about

Being perfect so much anymore

I choose to be

The night sky

In a well lit city

Still there but

Without all

My stars

Visible

All the time