Par for the course,
the four legged horse,
I feel no remorse.
Glad I got a mind of my own,
don't ride the white pony clone.
or sniffing around on glue,
hey I still love you.
If my horse threw a shoe,
I couldn't depend on glue.
You got to use nails,
riding a horse on the tough trails.
When all else fails,
you end up walking,
by yourself talking.
I've been alone most of my life,
except for my wife.
Being alone on this poetic board,
hey God cut the cord.
If you can't survive alone,
42 trakers might be gone.
Cause I wouldn't be here either,
pluck a chicken feather,
OnepoetGem keeps his together.
OnepoetGem
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Blessings ~~ Micke
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I like the way you have written this.
Axilea
Hear ya - if I read a poem, I review it - common courtesy!!!! Don't always get a chance to stop in, but when I do, I will leave a comment. My feelings, exactly - have more trackers than you, would like to see half leave something of themselves ... oh, well. Write for you, and for you only -
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
My new Sandie May Angel Joyce account only has 17 trackers, yet not everyone of them gives me reviews.
I think the reason is that some are not awake at the time of our postings, and by the time they are awake, our poems might have already shifted down the page. This poetry board is very busy and our poems get disappeared real fast if not being read at the time of the posting.
But I know Grady is strong. Grady always write no matter what.
Hugs,
Sandie Angel :o)