Most days I would sit on
My front porch and watch
The world go by. One day a
Stray dog came in the yard
And sniffed around and
Eventually came closer to me.
Timidly it came up on the
Front porch and approached
Me to be petted, I assumed.
But when it saw a black glove
I wore on my hand, it quickly
jumped off the porch.
Wanting to make friends with
The dog, I showed him me
Taking off the black glove
And he came back to the
Porch and let me pet him.
Life has many experiences
Of many types good and
Bad. We will have to say
We roll with the punches
And we will survive. Life
Is too wonderful to let the
The bumps in the road
Stop us on our way to
Happiness,
Out of nowhere a beautiful
Peacock showed up in our
Quiet little neighborhood.
It struts around with its
Rainbow of feathers all
Spread out. It has this call
That sounds like someone’s
Being murdered. It won’t
Let anybody near–it might
Chase them anyway.
The weekend is a time to
Unwind from the stresses
And strains of the week
And do the things you
Want to do. You can be
Yourself, sleep late and
Not do anything if you
Want to. The weekend
Is your time. If work
Calls, let it go to
Voicemail.
Wordman of Alcatraz 