THE FORGOTTEN POEM
I had composed a great poem—a poem for the ages.
It would surely have made me one of the great sages!
But sadly, I’ve forgotten it—I don’t have a clue,
So, tragically, today, I have nothing for you!
Could my poem have been about green geese flying south?
Or was it, maybe, about cold sores in your mouth?
Could it have been about 1000 uses for dental floss?
Or about honest politicians—no way, I’m at a loss!
So, for today, I hope you’ll see fit,
To forgive my oversight for just a bit,
And tomorrow, I will try again to appease
And maybe I’ll write about those flying green geese! 😊
SOUTHERN WRITER 