I try not to be too long of wind,

For I find it hard to read or listen to same,

No matter how much notoriety or fame,

For to do it myself, to myself I would have sinned…

Too long though do I sit here and ponder,

Thinking of what lies just over the horizon out yonder,

Don’t want of my money to overly squander,

Just want to use what I can when over the horizon I wander…

Out of breath & thoroughly out of wind,

I feel for my life I should be at least a little chagrined,

I don’t speak in long winded, pompous oratories,

Though I do find of past poetry I may have grinned…J

© ed 2/26/07