You Provided That Inspiration Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

First of all,
I'd like to say this...
I have nothing against,
Those who prefer cheese dip...
Heated with jalapeno.
And scooped up to meet lips,
By the aid of corn chips.

'Yeah...
Ooookkaay! .
I can dig it.'

Cool.
Now...
I'm sitting in the midst of Fall Autumn breezes,
You follow?

'Yeah,
I kinda do.'

And feeling a chill that lifts,
The warmness of a Summer...
I've begun to miss,
But seems just a few days ago.
You know?

'Yeah I do.
I changed my oil two weeks ago.
And I think it was 90 degrees.
Or sumthin' like that.'

Well,
I'm sure I am going to reminisce it...
Very soon.
And memories of the beach...
With Maurice who would invite some friends,
To go with him to Misquamicut.
And we would bring treats to share and eat.

'Sounds good to me! '

I also love the Winter's first snow.
I love the holidays,
That seem too slow to come...
But very quick to go.

But more than that I love the fact I'm happy.
Since this didn't have to be.
I could have been the type to sulk.
With a desire to be alone in my own misery.

'I heard that.'

Cool.
Now...
I'm sitting in the midst of Fall Autumn breezes,
You follow?

'Yeah,
I kinda do.'

And feeling a chill that lifts,
The warmness of a Summer...
I've begun to miss,
But seems just a few days ago.
You know?

'Yeah...
Ooookkaay! .
I can dig it.
But...
What does any of this,
Have to do with Cheese dip? '

Nothing at all!

For some reason,
You began to inspire my insight.
Then I realize you were coming from lunch.
All of a sudden the onions I smelled killed it!

'Is that suppose to be a joke?
It aint funny.
I don't have time like you to stroll and compose.
I've got work to do.
I'll talk to you later.
Give me a call! '