A wistful smile

A wistful smile

A Poem by Jon Roggie

With every complaint you hear,
  it is so easy to think of your own.

How can anything top your life?

Let's see.
  Step-dad had a stroke.
     Aunt died at 87. 
         Then there is the knee which keeps popping out of place.

Way to start the new year.

Could it be worse?

Of course it could!

I can stumble along.
   My aunt led a full life.
      Step-dad is still an cantankerous old cuss.

So,
  don't mind a slight smile,
    when I a keep walking by.

© 2015 Jon Roggie


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yes, keep walking by...it could be worse and often becomes that, or better yet...if we look at what we are dealing with compared to what others are dealing with, our problems seem small.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

9 Years Ago

That is the trick. Looking at what is happening to those around us.
stepfathers, stepmothers are all very different, I suddenly realize while reading this, though often people have stereotypes when contrasting a father with a stepfather or mother with a stepmother, then there are all types of foster care scenarios that we often don't know about anyway

Posted 9 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

9 Years Ago

Indeed there are. Stepdad, at 84, has been helping raise my niece since she was 2. Now, ten years .. read more

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Added on January 18, 2015
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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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