“NOT RECOMMENDED.” a poem January 18, 2020 (Saturday)
What have I learned,
These last (few) years,
With some clar i ty?
That NOT to anyone would I recommend me,
For any purpose.
And what am I? Am I strong or weak?
Well, whatever I am, it appears to me it must be pretty bleak,
When I can’t guarantee DELIVERY for what the PEOPLE want,
a stable mind and a deliberate hunt.
Perhaps, I’m good to know for a greeting at The Market,
Or a hug OR a “Good O see you,” but I’m QUITE sure do not “park it,”
Herewith all the highest hopes; it appears I’ll disenchant.
Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together,but do so with all your heart.