500 Years From Now

I’ve often wondered what men might think 500 years from now
If they should find my humble abode while turning with the plow
The earth that builds around my home and covers it through time.
Will they sift through the sherds of pots and wipe away the grime
And take the time to see the riches that I have gathered round
To read the words that I have writ that seem to me profound
Or will they merely write an ode about a mouse seen afield
And speak of plans gang aft agley ignoring what was revealed

No Pain, No Gain?

No pain, no gain I say is wrong,
For pain is loss and does upset
The poor, the rich, the weak, the strong.
It gives them each a cause to fret.
And that is not a gain I say
That leaves them with a debt to pay.

Gain can be found without the pain,
And outlast fleeting benefits
Obtained by means you can’t sustain.
The slower way means longer fit.
Good habits come from long practices,
But pain makes one seek poultices

The Gift of Sight

While most would think it heavenly
To see into others minds
I think it would be devilry
To have that gift of sight

To know their inner secrets
All their hopes and fears
The things they most regret
Throughout all their years

All that they cannot admit
Not even to themselves
Yet they find they must submit
To those who wish to delve

That I should know another’s thoughts
Better than they could know their own
To see the things that they forgot
Is an act I can’t condone

A New Year’s Eve to Remember

Dust off the dance floor
And roll out the barrels
Dance till your feet are sore
And sing all your carols

It’s been a long, long time
Since we’ve had so much fun
I’m telling friends of mine
My work is nearly done

I’ll bring my fiddle
You bring the dulcimer
Sal’ll call some riddles
Franky will fall for her

We’ll have the kind of night
All will remember
It’s gonna be a sight
To end December

Fearless Fantasies

A girl I knew had trouble reading
Dyslexia had her tied in knots
I watched her try but end up weeping
This was something she couldn’t be taught

She was scared her classmates would find out
I told her not to fret what they said
That in herself she should not doubt
If she tried she’d overcome this dread

I sat next to her and as we worked
She began to regain some self-esteem
She read some words right and up she perked
Together we can build a dream