June 20, 2014 by myeye
Sometimes rhyming words all come together in my head and then turn into a poem of sorts. It most often occurs when I am very stressed about something. This is a little piece from a couple of days ago.
Tell half the story, half the truth
Hiding in your liar’s booth.
Leave out the beginning, change the end
If facts don’t fit, you’ll make them bend.
Sad you’re so misunderstood
Though you hold the axe and wear a hood.
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I am past sixty-five and still practicing law. I have two terrific sons, they have lovely wives, and I have one truly special granddaughter. At home are three Cardigan Welsh Corgis that amuse and challenge me. We participate in lots of dog-related activities. I love my camera, writing, and roaming. I live in central New Mexico because it's where I want to be. Thanks for visiting my blog. Your (tasteful) comments are welcome.
