Happy Larks 4th Poem
Have nothing to say, but lots to write
Can’t see in the dark, will wait till its light
The birds are still nesting, there’s nothing to do
But before I do back to bed, how are you?
Happy Lark is poverty stricken, nothing would sell
Maybe it was due to the words that I had misspelled,
I sold ice cream and homemade cookies
Made up some stands, but I was just a rookie.
Oh, what a life it has been for me
I went penniless, I added no plea
Tried standing on the corner with my tin cup
Getting a few coins and a bite from a Labrador pup.
Tried selling newspapers at the busy rest stop stand
Opened a cigar store but only with no brand
Life is hard to get ahead these days
Need to find some better ways.
I still like to write, but no one wants to read
If they only knew that I’m really in need
If I could make an addendum to the Book of Kells
I would be honored by the ringing of the bells.
I don’t despair my attempts, for I have achieved
It’s better to have fallen, that’s what I believe
If the tire is flat, you won’t go places
Once it’s fixed, you’ll be back in the races.
The hill in life is monumental, such energy to climb
But I made it, and now you see my overdue rhyme!
Copyright © Douglas Pederson | Year Posted 2019
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