No matter where you go
There you are
It’s easy, I know, to blame it on them
Or that place
Or the weather or what you just ate
But really,
The honest to God truth is
It is you
You are the reason, the cause and
The cure
For your discomfit, discomfort and discontent
Like Popeye
You are what you are
But
Unlike Popeye
You can change
You can grow
You can choose to take
A happy companion
Along on your journeys
2 comments:
You can write like this at 7:30 in the morning. Wow! I like it.
you've been writing poetry for a million years, right? wow.
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