Tuesday, July 13, 2010

I can

I can’t beg; I can’t whine.
I’m unsure why I’ve been
Burdened to be an optimist

I can smile; I can forgive
I’m under the impression
This isn’t a normal thing.

I can’t write blues, I can’t
I’ve tried and it’s not right
Sloppy and ill conceived

I can dream; I can romance
I believe this is normal
However telling everyone isn’t.


By Dave Schipper © 2010 Rose Riversongs

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