'I'M Glad Somebody Does! ' Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'I'M Glad Somebody Does! '



May your memories be greater...
On this day.
This day...
You can say,
Brought you into this 'now' from yesterday.
You can say that...and,
You can say anything you wish.
Say something about what you think,
Is missed!
And you hold onto a desire it can be retreived.
But you have to leave the scenery behind.
It's outdated.

You have walked down that path.

It's okay to have those kinds of memories,
When they do not linger.
They are enjoyed when they do come...
And the going away isn't painful.
Even in the bitterness then...
There shouldn't be any bitterness,
To cling onto now.

May your memories be greater...
On this day.
This day...
You can say,
Brought you into this 'now' from yesterday.

You have walked down that path...
How many times before?
No need to quizz and analyze yourself.
Know you've donated and done your duty.
And just step!
Slowly away if you have to tip toe,
But just step!

Then...
When your memories can actually spark,
With a radiance you can only describe as...
A sense of complete joy within you.
Bouncing another step forward,
And enhancing...
Then 'kazaam!

The power of doubt begins to shade the Sun,
And cloud the blue sky!
Then suddenly the thunder roars,
And the lightening strikes.
Leaving you in an indecisive state of mind!

'I hate that shhh..'

Shhhh! !

You may say anything you wish,
About 'this' and 'that'.
And who should have washed the dishes!
And who was reponsible for letting out the cat?

Comeon!
You can only have it so good!

Then it dawns on you,
Something you think you might have missed...
Can someday be retreived.
You might believe that...
But you have to leave the scenery behind.
It's outdated.
Clip and paste it.
Put it in a safe place in your mind!

You know what I'm saying?
You do?

'I'm glad somebody does! '
Yes...
I'm glad somebody does!

May your memories be greater today,
Than the ones you are feeling freer to let go.
Let them go...
To be among the others,
You have chosen to pick.
From a wealth of good ones.

'Why did they laugh at you? '

When? Laugh? Who?

'When you repeated what I said...
'I'm glad somebody does.'

They were laughing at you,
And that 'snide' remark!

'What 'snide' remark?
They couldn't see or hear me! '

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