It was an English publication - 1932,
In the States a rough equivalent of 'Better Homes and Gardens'
But there was one strange twist as
It sang of one glorious enough to be:
It came, it saw, the container it thought it conquered
Held so fast that two days captive in it found no release
All the King's horses and all the King's men
Were before this quiet tragedy helpless to help.
It is in these mundane things
The cup of coffee, the child, cat, dog
That we must find our life
Let me dare not forget the wife
Berkeley California is a long way from Freeville New York.
Boston not so far, my father made that trip.
For me a longer journey. Dad never knew that he was poor.
Friends leaving a simple ache
You wish them well
Hope there's no mistake
But despite the necessary action
The Army taught me a great lesson
The way to stay out of the mud
Is to go to school.
This formula is as simple as it is true
The kitten does not understand
The shards of glass are not for kitten paws
And reprimand for oft sought food.
So we too are often guided by a higher power
When you meet the President
Say 'hello' and let him talk
This will put him at ease in your presence
Creating the familiar which always helps
Reading fairy tales to daughter
Has helped remind me in a friendly way
Of the world's complexities and that pride
Of which I am most culpable