Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

The Art of Compromise

    A spot on my shirt-cuff 
      a stain on a bathmat
    In the back closet, a pile of stuff
      a litter trail leads to the house cat

    A chip in the mirror in the hall
      a slight imperfection in the paint on the wall
    Occasional drip from the bathroom faucet
      Smoke alarm inoperable, ought to toss it

   This is where the poet moralizes
      sensing how quickly former standards slip …

    Ha! Fooled ya! I now embrace compromise
       Thanks for reading, pal ~
                              don’t forget my 25% tip

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Michael Tor January 20, 2025 at 5:31 PM Ha enjoyed this one Gershon. Have a good evening... Gershon Wolf January 20, 2025 at 7:45 PM Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy, Michael.

David Fisher January 20, 2025 at 4:47 PM Haha, that's the way to go. Funny stuff and answers all our questions. (tipping's against Soup rules, maybe) Gershon Wolf January 20, 2025 at 7:44 PM We have definitely reached a tipping point. lol. Thanks, David

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh January 19, 2025 at 9:39 PM Life well lived by accepting life's imperfections.An inspiring poem. Gershon Wolf January 20, 2025 at 7:43 PM Glad this inspired you, Akham. Thank you for all of your encouragement. ~ Gershon