nothing much...

I honestly haven't had a darned thing to say for days.

Seriously, there are clams that have more meaningful conversations than I'm capable of right now.

But I figured I would force myself to blog anyway. I know that if I get out of the habit of posting, It'll be much harder to get back in the habit.

Of course, you're reading this, so I guess I'll have to come up with somthing for you to read...

how about another poem...

Indifference

When Grandmama fell off the boat,
And couldn't swim (and wouldn't float),
Matilda just stood by and smiled.
I almost could have slapped the child.

Harry Graham

And one more, in case you didn't like that one...

Repentance

"Now that poor, wayward Jane is big with child,
She has repented and is reconciled
To lead a virtuous life in thought and deed."
So spoke her aunt, and all the girls agreed.
Then one of them, an artless, large-eyed one,
Murmured, "Repentance we would never shun--
But first let's learn to do what Jane has done."

Louis Untermeyer {translation by Jean De La Fontaine}

Later.