Rise

I’d shake your hand but as you see

(ha ha). My name is Mrs. Grubb.

Welcome to the neighborhood.

A new face is a joy round here.

They come and then they disappear

 

All the time. So welcome the new

And remember the old, the ones who rise.

I may rise myself someday.

You’d not think so to look at me,

But still it is a possibility.

 

And yet I’d miss this old beguiling earth.

That’s all my wisdom in a bit of verse.

 

Comments 2

 
Rosy Cole on Tuesday, 12 June 2018 10:16

Some existential reflection here. Knowing you, I feel sure you won't miss an opportunity to take the rise :-)

Some existential reflection here. Knowing you, I feel sure you won't miss an opportunity to take the rise :-)
Katherine Gregor on Tuesday, 12 June 2018 11:14

I like it!

I like it!
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