The other day my wife asked me “have you posted anything recently on your blog site?”
I thought for a moment. “Clog bite? What’s that?” She repeated the question in a different tone of voice. I understood.
Well, I haven’t. Been busy. Traveling here and there. Lots on my plate right now.
Did I forget about the site? Absurd! Ridiculous! So I offer this today…
Memory is a fickle friend.
I knew someday we’d part, the end.
But I’m not ready yet to say
“Goodbye, my friend, you go your way
and I will walk my path alone,”
without my friend who’s always known
the answer when my wife inquires
about the length of chicken wire
it take to keep the rabbits out —
“of what?” I asked: she looked about
and pointed to the garden plot
on which I’d labored quite a lot.
“My garden, dear. You do recall?
Just yesterday you said: “By Fall
these plants will bloom and be so tall
unless the rabbits eat them all.”
“Oh, yesterday. Of course, my dear.
Just got confused, no need to fear.”
Memory is a fickle friend.
I knew someday we’d part, the end.
But, truth be told, I have to say
I won’t remember, anyway.
I’ll change my long-established habits
and blame it all on those damn rabbits!
If the shoe fits….
Shining Spirit 
The shoe is beginning to fit 🤣
What rabbits? Garden? Hope you aren’t saying farewell to your readers too.
Fantasy
Lol🙃
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🤣 Thanks! I so needed that! Clever with a wonderful cadence.
Thanks for cheering up the day!
I was so happy to see your post. I missed you!