I'm done with plants
that need more than rain,
and sunlit air, that have
to be hacked. I'm done
with pets that need to
be fed in teeming streams
from crevice and crack
okay technically, those
are ants, not pets.
But I'm done with them.
They will have to fend.
I can't take another thing
to take care of
but you.
I want
to take care
of you,
but
let's not
begin if it
has to end.
And let's take
a risk just in case,
my friend,
you'll do!
And I
may do
as well.
We could
hardly do
better, could
we?
Let's tell.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Sunday, February 26, 2023
Another thing to take care of
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