Grace and Peace to you.
I don’t like litter.
I don’t like bird poop on things.
I don’t like people being mean to old folks.
I don’t like tyrants.
I don’t like Brussels sprouts, lima beans, raisins,
mint, mustard, pickles or strawberry ice cream.
I don’t like the torture of children,
the suffering of war, or smoking in public,
or sleet. Or sand in my socks.
I don’t like tragedy. It refuses to negotiate.
I don’t like rain, because it messes things up.
I don’t like sunrises because they come too early.
I don’t like sunsets because they end things.
And they keep coming. It’s annoying.
And pleasant days, like everything, can without warning
And you know how joy is always either compromised
or cut short.
I don’t like poetry, because there’s never enough.
I have my standards.
Weather today will be as pleasant or un
as you anticipate, with some variation,
as reality and expectation collide at upper levels,
clearing only when you choose
this and not something else.
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