Carpe Diem
by GC SMITH
Who could bitch
this day
away, it's nearing
eighty
sky is blue
Go ahead,
do it,
grumble,if you will:
me, I'd rather
carpe deim
I've pulled
my boat for it's
Spring tune up
that's why I'm a late
Sunday poet
So you may bitch
you may grumble,
may curse the fates,
I'll take a pass;
life's to short to bitch
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
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