“A QUESTION ABOUT THE DAY’S DIRECTION!” a poem Wednesday: 12/12/2018 – “Karaoke Wednesday” at The Railroad Blues in Alpine, Texas, U. S. A.
IT’S JUST A DAY – LIKE-ANY-OTHER-DAY,
You ask: “How was it?” (and-I’m-likely-to-say:)
“It was just PLAIN WONDERFUL, how else could-it-be?”
“And – What does THAT mean?” you’re asking me.
Well, it simply means: most-o’-the-folks-I-met,
That I’ve no better gauge, with-which-to-answer-your-query,
Because each day, for me, is really kinda blurry!
I get OUT THERE – and I meet the folks I know,
And I meet some new acquaintances, and I talk with them just so,
And I try to insure – to make ’em laugh, just a little,
To make ’em feel relaxed, and maybe play my cello fiddle,
And MAYBE – sing a love song that will warm their Hearts a bit,
Or – read a piece of poetry, one that might just fit,
Into their precious SCHEME OF THINGS, to smooth a dreary day,
And-I-sometimes have some origami – a gift for them, I pray:
That I might-just warm their Hearts – for to warm them, then I DO,
Also warm my little soul; we’re ALL just passing through,
And hopefully-no-one’ll-shoot-me – or yell at me TOO loud,
And IF-I-can-touch-a-soul-or-two, I feel mighty proud,
BUT! I don’t-almost-always-succeed -to help folks on their way,
But-I-try – sometimes – to-insure-a-bit, that-I-might-“improve(?!)”-their-day,
To the point – that-when-they’re-safely-HOME, and someone asks THE QUESTION,
That they MIGHT say: “The day was good!”