Worry Poem by Sandra Feldman

Answers don't come easy... and the ones we try to bring seem so fragile... * *

it pretty much is in vain. one of my favorite things to do is birdfeeding, watching and stuff. it's an old man thing maybe, but it just makes me feel good. meanwhile, there are people like this friend I got who only feeds his cat dry food, cuz he says canned food makes the litter box stink. what a creep he truly is. anyway, I try to just be grateful I'm here, to live this lonely life for a minute, ya know good poem, really is. Lyn