Slipping in the same old dodo, hauled by the famed old choo choo. Traveling the lame old track, instead of going forward, rolling back. The choo choo nears the horizon, nothing going on surprising.
Hopefully there's a defeat, a change in the meat. Maybe a new day to eat, enjoy not messing up, maybe do some dressing up, to keep from stressing corrupt.
Days come and days go, at times we don't know, at times we do, thinking wisely, our way through, trying hard not to, step in the same old dodo.
Social sure knows how to hurl it politically, romantically, socially and financially. We certainly need to keep the hip boots and elbow gloves handy, take a deep breath, hold it 'til we wade thru, in order to get past that same ol' dodo.
Thanks for slingin' these truths, Brotha Poet.
blessin's, and happy springtime Grady,
cynth'ya lewis reed
A good write, G. Makes me think of the proverb "As a dog returns to his vomit, so a fool returns to his folly." We can all use more wisdom in this area. ~~Nordette
Married ten years, and more in love than ever, Robert and Marcie have everything to live for. But a terrible secret is breaking Robert's heart: he knows that Marcie is about to die...
Hugs to you!
Gina
Thanks for slingin' these truths, Brotha Poet.
blessin's, and happy springtime Grady,
cynth'ya lewis reed
Love tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx, karen lynn. :(
I think that's sadly probably what most of us do - most of the time.
And thanks for the kind words on my little surgery, Grady.