Stories

a scent here

a scent there, 

a story leads to another. 

following a path from one point to another. 

eventually you end up here

wherever here is. 

look up and around, tell me what you see, 

describe how things seem to you. 

maybe tell me a story of how the shovel got to where it is now, 

leaning on the shack door. 

it's fine if you don't know, 

most of us don't realize where its been. 

or anyone, really. 

we make up stories for a living, some of us, 

yet sometimes we find it unfit to ask others, 

what is theirs, what is their story.

how did they get to where they are now, 

what creature did they follow, what things have they seen

what have they noticed.