My Fickle Friend

23 Jun

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….

7 Responses to “My Fickle Friend”

  1. Chris labour June 23, 2018 at 7:31 am #

    The shoe is beginning to fit 🤣

  2. Stephen Pierce June 23, 2018 at 7:31 am #

    What rabbits? Garden? Hope you aren’t saying farewell to your readers too.

  3. Susan Tjossem June 23, 2018 at 11:24 am #


    Sent from my iPad


  4. Tery June 23, 2018 at 1:48 pm #

    🤣 Thanks! I so needed that! Clever with a wonderful cadence.

  5. Nanalee Raphael June 25, 2018 at 4:55 pm #

    Thanks for cheering up the day!

  6. Bobbie June 27, 2018 at 7:42 am #

    I was so happy to see your post. I missed you!

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