Train of Thought

I was walking down the sidewalk the other day When I saw a small squirrel scampering through the grass. It reminded me of that time I was wandering a college campus And happened across a small grove filled with squirrels and bunnies. I was there because I had not made it into the seminars I had chosen. I signed up for two, and I had thought it probable that I would get into at least one of them. When I was in elementary school, I entered my school science fair With a project dealing with probabilities and dice rolls. I remember sitting and watching my father play Baldur’s Gate and Icewind Dale And seeing the dice rolls pop up, representing the dice rolls That without a computer would have been done by hand. I enjoyed playing on the computer when I was younger. I played things such as Peter Rabbit’s Math Garden and The Teletubbies. In The Teletubbies there was a baby in the sun. I once was a baby. But now almost two decades have passed, And I am a child no longer. I recently aged out of a program without a chance to say goodbye. Nobody likes goodbyes. Saying goodbye makes people a bit strange, Makes them feel like they are losing grasp of something they are struggling to keep. My family’s puppy tried to escape out of a hole in the fence the other day. Perhaps he was trying to chase the squirrel That was scampering through the grass.