It's good that I'm a cynic -
else, each time I'm let down
I'd get upset and miserable -
would cry, might pout, could frown
Instead of which I smile
(A false one, but convincing)
Then I get busy with the razor wire
and add another line of fencing
©cih17, 23.06.17
starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.