I Want To Be Good

I want to be good
but know I seldom am.

like a child at play in the garden
and then trailing dirt into the kitchen.

July rain soften life's drone
dusky sky canvasses the light
i plough, ox-like, at the task of the day
I want to be good
but know I seldom am.

Thoughts of kindness flit like butterflies
battle surface smiles and boredom lines
ponder family ties beyond choice
I want to be good
but know I seldom am.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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