Time for a ramble

Time for a ramble

A Poem by Jon Roggie

I will speak my mind.
Once your hair starts to turn gray,
  it is allowed.
I think it might be a law.
Where was I?
Oh yeah,
  trying to ramble.
Let us talk about relationships.
 I guess you just get to listen.
Each one adds a different flavor.
Something new to the mix.
Not like I have a large list of recipes,
  but each one is distinct.
I tend to savor the taste.
Occasionally,
 you are allowed to change the dish.
Now,
  which ingredients should be changed?

© 2016 Jon Roggie


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Added on April 4, 2016
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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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