I wrote the name of the poem and worked through some tunes to get the idea of the poem right. This poem and every bit of it was about Little Boss… as though not seen in real for a while filled every sense of mine. From there I know I am more mysterious to her than she to me. The idea is as simple as that.
On Another Note:
I am back in Milwaukee for the weekend. I drove all the way from Overland Park to Milwaukee. I was slowed by road work and traffic. But I am home safe and sound. When I was crossing the bridge from Iowa and the Google Maps lady said “Welcome to Wisconsin”….. and I felt so good the land that took the footprints of my sweetheart… Little Boss.
Little Boss, I will read this poem to you.