Little Lecture to Self, on Love

 Even if, at 6:55 a.m. I saw the recycling truck drive by the blue bins I pulled through the snow to the end of the lane a little after 6:30 a.m., in the dark so they would be out in time...and even though the snow plow bowled them over a little later (because recycling bins and snow plows simply are not compatible forces) and even though I wanted to shake my fist at the whole situation the only thing I could do of any value was bear the b-r-r-r-r-r!!,
pick up the mess and drag the bins back to the garage...😒

No matter what the day lets loose

Of toil or spoil, of hope or plan

We never have a good excuse

To mistreat our fellowman

No rank, no status owns the right

To treat another with contempt

No black or yellow, red or white

Is above love’s law or exempt

So, in this brotherhood where dust-

To-dust is our kindred boast

Let’s try to get along because

Love is the Must that matters most

…no matter what Time’s today grants

Of dance-stumble-rant-rave affair

Let’s not shake fists but use our hands

To help, to hold, to fold in prayer

© Janet Martin