013: Nails Poem by Colin Johnston

I’ve bit my nails all my Life
What do you think of that for Strife
Indecision, Lack of will,
Weakness
Or a different pill?

I’ve always wondered what it meant,
You see I’ve always been Content
I love my Life, how I exist
But still this habit does persist.

Faith in myself I’ve always had
And never wished any bad
No troubles from a different time
You see, my Childhood was sublime
Loving parents and good friends
The sunshine never seemed to end.

So why this minor deviance
A nibble here, a nibble there
Who knows, who cares
For there’s no chance
That it will get a second Glance

I love my Life, my Wife, my Kin
To bite One’s nails is not a Sin