I Don’t Know What To Do

I don’t know what to say/ideas, words, rhymes/they’ve all gone away/Most were quite easy/a nicknack or so didn’t take more than an Inkling to know/You on the other hand/you’re a hard nut to crack/I think I’ve got it perfect/then my mind reels back/But see that’s the problem/I know that it is/this thing that I’m looking for?/ doesn’t exist./

The problem I’ve struck/ is the concept itself/ that somewhere out there/ our friendship sits on a shelf./That’s not literal of course/ Which makes it much worse/there’s no object on earth/which our friendship is worth./So I must say sorry/no perfect souvenir for you./I looked really hard/but this will have to do/ I want to help when I can/don’t shut me out/ I’m always here for you hun/ Please don’t ever doubt. -R <3s S

This article appears in May 1-7, 2014.