The Spice
What I enjoy might very well be
Something you despise.
The things that light me up may be
Unpleasant to your eyes.
But that’s what makes the world go round;
Variety’s the spice.
What you find unappealing
Could, to me, be paradise.
There are no rights or wrongs when you
Account for someone’s taste.
Endeavors at persuasion,
In most cases, are a waste.
It’s best for all to nod our heads,
Accepting as a fact
That what one finds repellent
May another thus attract.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2017
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