You’re right, the hell with past pain,
At least during, before or after prison,
I was not one of those for my acts slain,
Its been twenty-four years,
And I am still living happily that’s plain…
Why bitch about a childhood filled with dysfunction,
I have made it this long, my fifty-first junction,
I am blessed to have a woman who does me nurture,
My dog is here to see that I stay straight,
I have friends that are like family,
And my life as it is has little on its plate…
I am well fed, perhaps too much so,
I have all my hair, a bit gray around the edges,
I have my sight, my hearing and am in good health,
I also have to some degree a bit of wealth,
I have a great deal to be thankful for,
Nothing gained illegally or by stealth…
So in the future when I bitch, moan or otherwise whine,
Feel free to remind me how my life does actually shine,
Bring up the bad, pass on the good, as well send me a rhyme,
I guess I just needed today some sleep,
To remember that I am still in my prime,
Certainly ain't in any way no crime...
© ed ~ 12/4/05
Sage
You might be sometimes a pain to RUFUZ...with a stinky so true...but hey THAT IS LIFE...and just a reminder of the good meal...you had a few hours before LETTING THE DOGS OUT....lol!!
Uplifting read this is indeed......although the "grumpy-ness" and seriousness of the UN-smiling face of you shows so much more!!
Be Happy be wise and be GOOD to the SELF!!
Love Tink-A-Lot
Dan