We do things
to keep something from doing something
the milk from expiring
the scale from cracking
the skin from wrinkling
the breasts from pointing south
We do things to make things happen
To remember that first kiss
not to freeze before a charging zoo tiger
to hope the pepper spray will finally work
not to see our secrets & lies
to finally shout BINGO
not to suffer a stroke while shooting baskets
But today
I will punch the snooze alarm at least 5 times
I will loafe on blades of grass &
sketch a purple passion flower
Get dressed
Get blessed
Hide the key to success
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Bob this is wonderful. Some of the best poetry seems to derive from the writer's ability to take a second look at everyday things and activity. You have produced a fine read in much that manner. Thanks