Will Power

To all who have tried dieting without smiles

Motoring west toward sunset...
An object in the road
Caught my eye and by and by
It wasn't a stone or toad
But a freshly tossed (someone had lost)
Glazed Donut lying there.
My sympathies heard the pleas
Of a much, much stronger soul
Who had sacrificed... Paid the price..
And tossed that pastry, whole
From their moving car, will power far
Beyond my understanding...
Their diet intact... The strength I lacked
No matter what the landing.
Then I wondered.. Like storms that thundered
Which set my mind to buzzin'
Possibly he was as weak as me
And that was the last of the dozen.