I can't believe you forgot the chickens. Get a whole freaking zoo. Open a wildlife resort. Take in all the strays that come wondering up to the yard. Steal pets out of other people's yard. Go clean out the humane society and give them a good home, too. Just don't get one them puppies with the razor sharp teeth that likes to chew on everything. Damn, I had a nice sleeping blanket.
You caught me when I was just a child. You knew that I was slow and so wild. You caught me when I was just a teen. You knew that I was yours and not mean. You caught me when I was just a man. You knew that I really didn't understand. You catch every time I look into your eyes. You knew that you would catch me in paradise.
I didn't think you could change me but you did. With each word and line it became you instead. Now I sit here wondering what became of me. It isn't me any more it is reincarnated poetry.
You tempted me with rhymes and meaning. With each new poem there is the cleaning. Daily I die and you take more and more. I search the data bank; I try hard to store.
Evolution now comes; Destiny overcame. All I was is gone; I don't even have a name. I didn't have a clue; You came as a surprise. I couldn't see you; You don't have any eyes.
You must have knew what would transpire. You betrayed me; Made me a poet for hire. Now I do your bidding; I await you lure. I am lost in you but somehow must endure.
Still a little bit of you is still a part of me. I still have my say; I still have personality. You reap my thoughts; You hold my mind. It is for you that I write; You are so unkind.
I am very spiritual. The church helped me to get rid of some of them. Some of them try to come back. A good dusting helps to clear the mind. I try to say please in the morning and thank you at night.
I have agreed with her and they are coming down here to get me in the morning. She said I didn't need anything. I am not sure what my future is going to be like but I hope I am making the right decision.
I like it but am not very good at it. My step grandfather was a master craftsman and I got to watch him some but it is like my dad being good at the guitar I didn't pick up on it. My aunt's husband said he would help me but because of his age it is just too much for him to do alone. My dad was good at checkers, pool, guitar, poker and welding. The welding I picked up on. It might be my destiny.
It was a great party and the music was great. The food was divine and we each had a plate. Some people came in early and some came late. Nobody danced but instead we would just wait.
And then the disambiguation dancers came. We were happy; We had heard of their fame. We knew each one; We knew them by name. And then came the excuses; Some were lame.
Come dance with us they cried but we sat. We are OK; You dance while we just chat. We like watching you; Dancing like that. You are the dancers; We came to get fat.
We would watch them; Watch them swirl. First the boy would dance and then the girl. Then together they danced in a big whirl. He would spin and then she would twirl.
We heard the music and the band played. Such grandeur and happiness displayed. Like wallflowers we were all disarrayed. We loved what the dancers portrayed.
I found some longer qtips at the nursing home. They have them that go in one ear and out the other. It cleans both ears at once. Geez, what will they think of next.
From an evolutionary stand point if you don't use it you will lose it. If you believe in evolution the fins were dropped for legs which would make the new creature adaptable for dry land.
Since it is not a romantic relationship and it does seem idea to both of us I have really been giving it some thought. She has been telling me about the good job outlook there. I have been thinking what I would need to do to leave here, what I could take and what I could leave behind and how this will affect my whole lifestyle. The last major move I made did not turn out right. I am trying to think it through in terms of a worse terms scenario instead of being fool hardy.
My aunt has been bribing me. She is married and has a husband who is 81. My dad used to think that this aunt was wacko. She wants to rescue me because she knows I am a widower. She wants me to rescue her because she needs help. She has been doing this bargaining process. So far she has tempted me with not having to pay rent, preparing meals and I think a potential executor of her estate. She says that I am the only one that she trusts. The timing is really not that good for me but she keeps raising the ante. She knows that my dad was an expert poker player and she is trying to find out how she can procur me. Her offer is tempting but I have tried to become settled here. I don't if anyone has been through something similiar.
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Thanks for the help, friends.
RE: Reggae on the River
I don't know but I like Reggae.