Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

To Somewhere Insane

Your plane's been re-routed for winter vacation
  To somewhere insane, your new destination
Instead of Miami, where the weather is hot
  You're heading to Maine, where it's definitely not

Your curse your bad luck; your foot you stamp down
  You blame those around you, on both sides of town
You go to the airline; you rant and you rave
  The clerk says, "Too bad. Your breath you should save."

So what's going on here? What's the message for you?
  Can there be a hidden agenda of sorts peering through?
What's there for you to accomplish way up there in Maine?
  ~ The answer to that should soon become plain

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Caren Krutsinger June 21, 2019 at 6:57 AM Hilarious! I can imagine it, and I see your little fit. I imagined you stamped your foot too, and your wife rolled her eyes. Gershon Wolf June 21, 2019 at 11:37 AM Your imagination nailed this one. That's what happened... :) gw

Kim Rodrigues June 20, 2019 at 3:20 PM I like this...a little adventure. Often we think we know where we are headed but God has another reason why we are there or why we’ve arrived elsewhere. Gershon Wolf June 20, 2019 at 4:02 PM That's exactly it, Kim. To everything there is a reason... :) gw