in an attempt to save one
I only seem to sacrifice another
something of which can't always be helped
or so said my mother
yet, how can I convince myself to believe
that I'm doing even a little good
if all I ever get for my efforts is someone saying
she did what she could
which was never quite enough
boy can life ever be indignant and rough
and its lessons far tougher than most
up until a few years ago on my selflessness I would
regale and blatantly boast
but not so now
I've learned not to place the horse behind the
plow
I've taken extreme measures to straighten my curves
take on added responsibility
be the adult I am and enjoy all the perks such an adulthood offers
as well as deserves..............
( written Jan. 19,1993 am)