At first it seemed fun
By the end of the night
Orbiting all the way around the sun
Rotating back; mother earth in sight
Twilight came before the morning
Instantly all senses were gone
Owls were suddenly frowning
Nothing matters; not a given one
Kilts worn everywhere
It doesn't matter the race
Living in a transcending fair
Looking or studying; no one's face
Sit back and live life without a care
-Dale Griggs
**acrostic poem**