What can I do,
to help comfort you?
Maybe quit writing,
cause less fighting,
Have no opinion,
don't cut an onion,
Quit talking,
maybe get to walking,
Get on a ship shuttle,
float a poem in a bottle?
Washed ashore,
a blank page core.
Saying nothing,
clear no noting.
Bottle engrave,
"I will not misbehave."
Witha crazy world left behind,
I seek comfort of mind.
Like the page in a bottle,
my minds clear and settle.
See no evil,
be no devil,
clear from upheaval.
Peace!
G
Love tinka