One Poet's Confession
Sometimes my mind wanders aimlessly
I find myself indulging in silly frivolity,
When I think about it, rather shamelessly.
Occasionally I pen things distastefully,
Not considering my life’s finer quality
Sometimes my mind wanders aimlessly.
Often, I am reminded of this by family
In their special positions and filial capacity
When I think about it, rather shamelessly.
And taken to task, I react apologetically,
For I sometimes get trapped in triviality
Sometimes my mind wanders aimlessly.
I’m guilty of some silliness unabashedly,
I have even written my share of parody
When I think about it, rather shamelessly.
Most of these I’ve kept sealed hermetically
Lately, I’ve indulged in some bawdy comedy
Sometimes my mind wanders aimlessly
When I think about it, rather shamelessly.
written March 23, 2022
revised March 24, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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