Things Could Be Worse

Sometimes I think times could be worse Like, I could be riding in a hearse, Or, we could be entangled in WWIII At my age would it even matter to me? A depression would an inconvenience Past history is an excellent reference, Seems inflation is nearly as bothersome Don’t want to be a victim of martyrdom. As I see it, yes, things could be better So when it’s cold, I put on a sweater It’s my choice, could be better or worse? Hey, I could be riding in a hearse!
Written August 5, 2022
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Krutsinger Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 7:54 PM
You will never ride in a hearse, but your body will some day; nothing to be worried about right Hank?
Hankins Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 9:28 PM
Actually, I never will anyway. My funeral director will bring my ashes here to the house and put them in with Deb's. He already has his instructions. No hearse for me!
Delaney Avatar
August 5, 2022 at 12:02 PM
Hi Milton, I enjoyed reading some of your light poems today. Hope you are doing well my friend. Cheers, SuZ
Delaney Avatar
August 5, 2022 at 5:32 PM
Take care, Milton. Wishing you a good recovery
Hankins Avatar
August 5, 2022 at 1:22 PM
I'm in Cardiac-Rehab so it's taking up a lot of my time. It being Friday, I'm also pooped! Thanks so much, SuZ, for your thoughtful comment. I really having had time to work on serious stuff lately.
Tor Avatar
August 5, 2022 at 11:18 AM
Your optimism is a great way of looking at everything Milton. Kind of, when the world gives you lemons you make lemonade. Others should see and read this for we need to be Optimistic in life and overcome what life throws at us. Your perspective is the only perspective to have. Anything else is defeating. Hope your vision is completely healed and your back to normal. Enjoy your day and stay out of the heat. It is 92 in New York today and the humidity is 70 percent, hope all is better there...
Hankins Avatar
August 5, 2022 at 1:24 PM
Not much cooler, Michael, and the humidity is out of sight. I had three days of cardiac-rehab this week, so I'm worn out. Always good to hear from you, my friend. I haven't had time to work on any really serious poetry, but I've posted a couple of light-sided poems. I do try to be optimistic.
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