Gosh!
This life is good...
My life is great!
Wow! It really is.
Frosted Flakes grinning at me
in the playfully sneaking morning,
my brown eyes a funny shade of brown
that glorious hue of shaking-the-tiredness! Of yawning.
The dog sniffing his nose on my ash-coated hand,
tail wagging-- he loves me again!
The sweet taste of grumbled "Good Morning's" from lips,
mine, hers, his, theirs, the newscaster on TV, the granny with flare.
Oh yes! This is nice, great...and actually--
Glitter on bedsheets,
Animal rings,
Musicals at midnight,
Actors who can sing!
This is a list of my favorite things!
Dark chocolate- with almonds,
Sunny days- with rain
A super ninja (No pain, no gain)!
Reading until dawn
Old spirituals got me singin' 'til the mornin'.
Oh Gosh! Can't forget friends. And ice cream.
And friends again!
Gosh!
This life is good...
My life is great!
Wow! It really is.
And to think just yesterday,
I was on the depressed end of the stick,
a crazy old cynic mumbling about how life is perverse,
how it's so sick. But no,
life is good.
And by George, with my gee golly self, I'll remember this is the mornin'.
Or I hope I will!
YOU ARE READING
And Me...
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems that I've written and the others that I plan to write. I'm not claiming to be some epic poet, but I hope you all enjoy. Thanks for reading (if you read) and thanks for commenting (if you speak). Your choice :)
