“Hello, my old friend!”
I say, “It’s good to see you again.”
She looks with wide eyes
and her slack-jaw says surprise.
“Hello, my old friend!”
I say, “It’s good to see you again.”
She looks with wide eyes
and her slack-jaw says surprise.
Alarm number 1 beeps
and I hit the snooze.
Then clock number 2
starts singing the blues.
Baby, there’s no maybe
when I say I love you.
And maybe, baby,
if you love me, too –
It’s me, saying my night prayer
and sending it urgently up to there.
A hard task is in front of me –
I can’t avoid it or let it be. Continue reading
She resented the fact
they had placed her in the middle.
She did not like it at all,
no how, not even a little. Continue reading
Nearly ten years past thirty
and I’m feeling so hurty
after running with the cubs all day long.
“Climb the hill,” they said to me –
“you can do it, it’s easy.”
I gone and done it –
I done something dumb.
Trying to get fit –
I’m now hurting more than some.