I thought as one grew older
Wisdom would come naturally
But I keep making the same mistakes
For all the world to see.


I save "important" papers
But I never remember where
I make a grocery shopping list
And leave it on my chair.


I vow to never cut my own hair
But the scissors are always in hand
Ready to snip and cut away each
Curly, wayward strand.


I swear I'll cut down on chocolate
But I'm tempted constantly
Devouring Hershey kisses
Will be the death of me.


Over and over again
I continue to do things wrong
As hard as I try, I fail to learn
And that's the end of my song.


By Frannie (Frannie516@comcast.net)







 

 

 

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