“For sadness, we prescribe a friend”*
For despair, we prescribe a friend
One who listens with care
One who does not compare
One who is always there
For disappointments, we prescribe a friend
For crises in life, we prescribe a friend
One with open arms
With whom you can laugh and cry
One who loves you for who you are
For sorrow, we prescribe a friend
For heartache, we prescribe a friend
A solace in time of need
One who brings you cheer
All that you need!
*quote by Rumi”
The pizza dough instruction said
Cook at 450 degrees
I suggested 425!
Albert asked why?
Why do you question 450?
Don’t you think they gave this some thought?
Don’t you think they know what
They are talking about?
Yes, but I think 425 will do the job!
Why? How does this make sense?
Why should I make sense, said I!
There are lots of things that don’t make sense
Why should this one?
It doesn’t make sense when close friends
Move far away
It doesn’t make sense that some people
Throw away food while others starve!
It doesn’t make sense that we try to
Solve our problems with war!
That we create safety by having more guns!
It doesn’t make sense that girls are not treated right
They can’t get the education they want
They are sold and bought!
I know this is heavy stuff
But these things don’t make sense either
Why should I?
Feb. 1st, 2015