Hang Ten On Your Own Wave

You sleep, eat and shit.

Maybe not in that order.

You’re you today then

Tomorrow crossing borders.

A father, a mother. A

Kid growing up.

Living out cycles that

Never, ever stop.

See them. Be them. And know

Them all up.

Then you ride your cycles

To the Toppy, top, top!

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.