A Fly That Flew

 A bit of fun with words.  I hope this makes you laugh.  It was, after all, my intention.  For me, this was a respite from the seriousness of Life.  I chuckled all the way through the write.  Probably a Hell of a sight, sitting here giggling.

 

fly

A fly that flew,

by me

by you

Whispered in my ear,

“That cloud up there

has not a care.

Why can you

not, too?”

The cloud came down

and said to me,

“The secret’s in

not doing

those things I was

not meant to be.

It is all in the choosing.”

I sat with me for

just a bit

and spoke of what

had been spoken.

Then you walked by

and looked at me

As if I were (humph)

Broken

That fly flew by

a second time

and said to me

quite LOUDLY,

“The cloud and I want

to say, Hi!

And find out how

you’re doing?”

(I told him to

go visit you

at work

with people looking.)

So if that fly

comes winging by,

and you thought I

was hazy,

wait till he tells

you ’bout the cloud.

That fly is

simply crazy!

Copyright 1984 Joyce Bowen

 


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About the Author:  Joyce Bowen is a freelance writer and public speaker.  Inquiries can be made at crwriter@comcast.net

Sobre el autor: Joyce Bowen es un escritor independiente y orador público. Las consultas pueden hacerse en crwriter@comcast.net

 

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