If you are sure of everything you’re thinking,
and don’t entertain a doubt when tossed by storms,
you’ll stay afloat without the risk of sinking,
and be respected for obeying all the norms.
However, if you know precisely where you’re heading
and how to get there, what thrills lie in store?
If you remember everything, forgetting
may be the only way for you to reach the shore.
5/21/06
I love your mind, sometimes more than at other times Gershon, but in this ditty, you are in perfect tune. Excellent work. I hope you are holding up in the British weather? Smiling, confident in her journey's end! Tai
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Creative work as ever. Still grimacing, Gina.