Dry seasoning
No hidden meaning
What started as love
Ends with screaming
Dry rub
It’s never enough
I want reassurance
But that takes insurance
Time and money
Can’t see the trees through the forest
The bee ate all the honey
It’s no longer funny
But you say there’s hope in the sky
Will it shine like a pretty sunrise up high?
I forget every worry
It erases every why
The review mirror is no longer blurry
And the traffic isn’t in a hurry
You need the fruits of the Spirit now
Where joy, peace and patience you allow
You shine like stars in the night
Memories that make you go wow
Stubbornness and pride will take a final bow
(C) Carly Wiggins May 2022







