BEWARE A SMILING DOG

Not growing up with pets,
The first I had was a kitten
Already an adult…but
Can’t say set in my ways…
Just had to consider
The circumstances…
A cat fit…a dog didn’t
What I couldn’t have known…
Time spent away brought allergies,
Massive and severe…and lifelong
Once on my own, already too late
The first dogs in my experience…
A gimpy chowhound lab and
A bad-tempered protective mutt…
Certain not to endear me to the breed
So it goes with life…I learned
A dog that seems so friendly
Can quickly bite you in the butt
A fate I narrowly avoided
The lesson unmistakeable
Beware a smiling dog
Are they so different
From some people?
 
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IT’S MEANT TO BE READ

I put it on the page
Then walk away…
I wonder if others will care
Sometimes they do, but
So often there’s
Little evidence they have…
So what can you do?
More often than not
If you do what I do…
You get out a blank page
And start all over again…
Does posterity matter?
I’m doing this for me…
But I’m willing to share
 
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MEMORIES OR DREAMS?

Many years gone by…
Pleasures put on hold
As duty called…
But childhood pursuits
Lost appeal over time
And moments of pleasure
Captured in spite of myself
Weren’t enough to bring
More than momentary smiles
 
Instant gratification gets bad raps
Workaholics glorified…
Nose to the grindstone?
In my opinion, a load of bull!
Can I return to GO?
A balance of industry and joy?
I remember what it felt like
Before my days became
Overfilled with responsibility
And too often bereft of joy
 
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