Fun
He said do eight, and I did twelve
(It’s so much fun to dig and delve);
But yesterday that was, I know,
This day is clean, untouched and so –I get to start this day anew,
Fill it once more with what I do;
Already better down-side-up,
Than all those days to date, so rough.My grandpa did that sort of thing
When told the help his pills would bring:
“If one is good, more’s better, then,”
He reasoned – so he took again –Now there was one quite foolish man;
His actions sent him to the can –
“I guess a bit has reasoned base;
I think that now, in any case.”My grandpa did not do that twice,
Thenceforth he followed Doc’s advice;
Much better, had he heard that jokes
Help meds to work – as Proverbs spoke.Well, I hear both – “Take med’sen first”
And “Joy there is despite the worst
That can emerge” – photography's
Like joyous, gracious, therapy.But best I keep the dosage right,
Lest toxic levels shift the fight
From upside-down to tipping o’er;
His yoke fits well, that Gracious Sower.navigation