I’m not one to cry and moan
To make my verse legit
I’m not one wrench and pull
At words that will not fit
I’m not one grieve and rail
For meanings lost to reason
I’m not one put to despair
At fruits sold out of season
I’m not one to seek and strive
For just the right expression
I’m not one to worry much
If my words do not rhyme
I am glad you are not!
ReplyDeleteGreat piece
:)
and thats alright by me...
ReplyDeleteNicely said! :)
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great that you are not the one...
ReplyDeletelovely verse.
Me, on the other hand, I worry too much, but I should know better by now not to worry. 'Cause worry does not accomplish a thing.
ReplyDeletexo
You done good.
ReplyDeletegreat poetry for all to share...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the support.
Happy Potluck!
I love the freeness of these sentiments.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing, very uplifting piece. Kx
ReplyDeletelove that last couplet--a fitting ending indeed!
ReplyDeleteI love the individualism in this piece
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ReplyDeletehelp visit Talon to wish her a happy birthday today,
Thanks!
hope to see you at our potluck tomorrow night.