When I was young
Decisions came easy
What to clean,
What to buy,
What to protect
When to ask why
In mid years
Life was askew
All resolution
Left in my hand
Resolve required
On demand
Finances, repairs
Shopping with less
I jumped to attention
Cleaned up the mess
Sold a house
Dispersed of our crap
Never asked my desires
I did away with that
Alone with the worry
When things needed done
Pride washed away
I succumbed to have none
Somewhere, somehow
Along my way
I misplaced
The essential key
To execute decision
Confidently
Now trepidation
Attacks
My sense of choice
As I extrapolate
Information
From every resource
With imminent fear
Of Buyer’s remorse
Where did I
loose that key?
9 comments:
love the art, i say buy a new car. if you can afford it.
I always love your poetry! And your artwork, as well.
Dear Giggles,
You don't need a key to fly. Just brush off your wings and leap in!
We all go through it we all have to do it. I send you energy and light.
Wonderful post! Love the scribble and the poem is great. You are wonderful with words.
Thanks for sharing with us!
*HUGS*
Just wanted to let you know that I always enjoy your poetry and your humor. You are very talented.
Great stuff,am now following! :)
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I am glad that I found you! I love myself some poetry, so I will be following you....
love your poetry and art...sometimes our key gets misplaced now and then!!!! to always turn up again! happy wednesday!
your thoughts fit so perfectly in your creative poetry giggs. I can understand your worries but remember ANYTHING can be returned!! (even a car!) Wish you would go look at the fit and be done with it! xoxox
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