I am shivering in my strength
Everything I have understood
Seems to be, here, but I am cold
Alone and, yes, looking for warmth
I think this is why I like campfires
The aimless random fiery flames
Generous in captivating the minds
Like mine, wandering for meaning
Here I sit alone in my room,
After all the advice I gave generously
Advice to raise children, to raise adults
They feel me to be so fucking wise
My life is questionably something
As I am sitting alone in cold
Shivering and here with my wisdom
Being me, being alone, being wise