Making Sense

For many years I’ve studied hard to learn the ways of life. I’ve analysed the things I found in pleasure and in strife. I searched for sense in all I did, I looked in every place, I never found a little bit so I gave up the chase. If I can’t find no sense I thought it’s pointless just to look, I’d have to try make some sense of things I undertook. So making sense is what I do with things I meet each day and really making sense of it makes searching go away. So senseless things I understand as silly as they seem, for making sense of all of them helps seeing what they mean. The moral of this story is as senseless as can be, don’t look for sense in what I say try making it.... like me. Ivor G Davies