Don't try to be a poet
On a non-poet site .
The commitment clause
Does not take kindly
To such ramblings .
.
An instrument
Has to be in tune
After it's formation
Or you may as well
Pluck the strings
Of the spider web
That covers
The squirrel hole
In the old oak tree
That stands
In the middle
Of the forest.
.
Existence
Would Want To Sing
If You Treated It
As A Beautiful Thing
.
Do you want me
To make the creatures dance ?
( or just the furry ones )
How beautiful you are
When you think as you do .
But our real life fairy tale
Can never last
Forever .
KS
.