Another Secret.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there are those who
cannot afford to see unwashed plates
on the sink,
and without qualms wash those plates
as though they were responsible for
the trash

these good and clean people do thrive.

there are those who are restless at night
because the dogs were not fed,
or the cats did not have their fish,
or the birds in the cage did not have
their seeds,

these are the good and thoughtful people
and they thrive.

there are those who cannot afford to have
the comfort rooms cleaned not for them but
for the next user,

these are the good and neat people that
I admire and they all thrive.


i am happy and honored, I am one of them.


i have a sad secret: my wife is never one.
but we are still married and staying in one house
for good.