The Host

The host Invitations have gone out Some without my knowing I have no choice but be a host To those that will be showing And there they are, they have arrived Some are all smiles and friendly Those take a seat, they look around They share their thoughts, but gently Another group who was here first Their arrogance is reeking They make me feel as if it’s my Demise that they are seeking A smaller group, a bunch of three More humble, more humane Their presence is a ray of sun The right relief for strain ’Cause nearly did I falter And lose my decent poise For which I had good reason But now I have a choice I plan to play the perfect host I’ll manage and entertain I’ll let them see the strength in me There is no need to feign ’Cause my three loyal companions Humility, Love, and Peace Each helps to stabilize the mood In varying degrees For life will take some crazy turns Some crazy hands it deals And you’ll be forced to come to terms With whatever pact it seals But let’s not be too worried About whom our guests may be We’ll get much consolation From the loyal group of three So be a host, whoever comes No matter how or when Just get around and entertain Just do it, ’cause you can. Wendy Nipas