Admitted

Sometimes I do deliberateMy penchant to be all things great . . .A Ruler sitting there in state,My food served on expensive plate.To nod as people remonstrate,And wave as children graduate.Have fancy clothes to duplicate,See flags that wave as people wait . . .But such is not to be my fate,I have no life to complicate,No strangers to accommodate.Instead, I can collaborateWith those whom I proliferate.And so, may I elucidate?To all of you who may relate,I’d like to say, with no debate,I LOVE MY HAPPY LIFE. IT'S GREAT!





Today is a poetry challenge! Each month, the bloggers who participate vote on a theme. August? Admit you're happy. Okay, I admit it!See what the others have created! Lydia of Cluttered Genius: “Ok, I’m Happy”Karen of Baking In A Tornado: Admit You’re HappyDawn of Cognitive Script: Can I “Admit You’re Happy”