I fed the wild red cardinals
A special mix of seeds
They dropped them in my herb garden
Which now grows mostly weeds
Like bramble briars and poison
Oak with deadly effects
Upon the gardener's allergic skin
Which now is itchy specked
I have been trying to do a little care in my flowering plants beds.
Well, there is five sisters and poison oak growing plus bramble
briars..I am very allergic to poison oak..I have about decided
that I need to get a professional person to come in and dig
it all up and let us restart with some new plants..Now what
professional will come in to clear out poison oak???
Why do you feel it necessary to make snide
remarks in the guise of a compliment?
The person I may have been last year is not
the person I am today. But you can’t really see
that since you’ve decided to throw digs my way,
in the guise of backhanded praise.
Things are not the same as before, but, when you
speak all I feel is a sucker punch to my core.
An ugly word wrapped in a pretty package does not
make it sweet and appealing, only unpalatable.
Needless to say when spoken in mixed company
just makes you look like a tyrant and horrible.
You feel you are beyond reproach that all you do
Is as it should be done and no one else can get in
word one. You may be fooling yourself into thinking
You are a genuine, professional person,
But all I see is judgment and derision.
Professionals Resort to Advertising
By Elton Camp
There was a day when it wasn’t thought wise
That any professional person should advertise
Solicitations were never seen
Lest the professional it demean
So unseemly it then did appear
“Come get your operation here.”
“Let me handle your trial for you.
For no other lawyer as well will do.”
“Come to me to pull your tooth.
I am so skilled, it is the truth.”
But those ideas are no longer so,
They having changed years ago
On billboards, doctors now appear
Lawyers, to boast, no longer fear
A doctor’s advertisement may say
“If I kill you, you don’t have to pay”
“I’ll win your case, sure as can be
If not, then my law service is free.”
I wouldn’t be shocked on any day to see
A professor’s, “Get your credits with me.”
What am I, Who am I
I am the youngest of 4 girls
Always tease and say they left the best til last
Truth be known, that isn’t so
My face, it is said, wouldn’t turn milk sour
To me that’s external looks, it's what is inside that counts.
I try to be an honest caring person putting others first,
unless toffee popcorn is involve then who dares wins.
Have green eyes, that sparkle and shine,
or can look as dark as night,
that look is a warning sign RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Dimples when I smile that makes others smile I am told,
Because I have an accent, people think my voice is
sexy, this amuses me, even to mention sex chat sites,lol.
I am a professional person having done
vast training in the nursing profession.
No man in my life, since my boyfriend death,
But one never knows, always there is hope.
My dreams are to be healthy, to be a mum.
Too many babies I hold and pass to Mum or Tad,
My own child would be a blessing,
to live to see it grow up would be a prayer answered
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