Shutting down to rest!
Come to think, better not,
Thinking always gets me into trouble,
I have a quirky attitude toward life and love,
A tendency, to put myself, and others on the spot,
All wrapped tightly in a bubble,
Constantly play chess, with the one above,
He sure knows how to play,
But it’s a challenge, maybe some day I’ll win,
Check every angle, every chance,
I’m kidding, that’ll be the day,
Instead of check, ha, say gin
Unorthodox my nature, I love this dance,
The ordinary, not catch my whim,
I find it boring and dull,
So thinking up trouble comes easy,
Reach way out on a limb,
Some day I’ll break my skull,
Yet, it brings me pleasure feeling queasy,
This daring do, myself and others,
Wrings me out complete,
Rest I need, my batteries worn,
It’s thinking that me bothers,
I’ll lay back, put up my feet
The thinking, leaves to you, and others.
love,
Gina
I never learned to play chess, but I did write a poem yesterday, about the position of being a Pawn and a Kewl pict. with it!
Find the strength and when you do - WE all will be waiting for YOU!
STay Positive! and I'll try harder to stay around Sweetie, and read where your heart is at Lately - I need a Jasmin fix - I will be back right quick -
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Sheexoooo
STay Positive!
Oh brother!
Georg
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Be always safe,
Karen