Four Lads Stacked In A Trench Coat

My Life

I've probably lived three or four
         varied lifetimes
in almost fifty years.
Opportunities and letdowns;
wins, losses, and ties.
Having had the chance to see
         many different cities,
I find the place I prefer
to visit the most
is inside me. It's where
I mark my growth, like
drawing a line on a door frame
to record a child's height
         on their birthday.
I see my friends and lovers,
foes and co-workers,
and the memories greet me
unsolicited but mostly welcome.
An extraordinary life
packed into me, an
         unassuming
and otherwise regular guy.
My gratefulness cannot
be quantified, but I
         most certainly
wouldn't want to chart them
         in measurables.
I just know when these feelings
overtake my worries and
         insecurities,
they're your way of telling me
"I love you more"
and in that moment
so do I.