Wow, woke up at 9:30
Old Sol really laid it into me.
Good for another days labor,
Keeping memories alive.
Look for the words unspoken,
Is what every poet desires.
Love the comments that differ
From the intent of my poem.
I see the wise amongst you,
That can discern my poetry.
Not that it is difficult to do,
But some see more than others.
Over what others think.
I only hope,
They don't think I stink.
Michael D.
Ron
Because, however we frame our words we can never recover time. Opinions are like ice cream they melt in the midday sun.
Love ya!
Jane