This short little poem is one of Dona's most recent...and we'll see just how long this resolution lasts...LOL - poetheart 05/01/02
I'll have no more of self-pity
It is not right, quite ill-fitting
For a person of my stature to
Be whining, pining for you... so
I'll have no more lamenting
Repenting, sad venting
Emotional outbursts, so trying
And all this silly crying
Simply have to go…
In place of my liquidity
(Most certainly stupidity)
Heretofore and ever after:
I choose laughter
by Dona Lou Pearson