I wish someone could tell a sister, when nice became a dirty word,
I’m constantly amazed at how some turn their noses up,
When calling others nice,
Is it because we have become so cynical or been hurt so badly,
That we can’t trust or accept human decency,
Or is it just plain popular to be considered,
Hell on Wheels,
I’m not kidding here,
I really want to know,
I have several rules of thumb,
And one of them is still the ultimate,
Golden Rule,
To treat people as I wish to be treated,
I tell folks straight out, if I’m not treating you right,
Then act accordingly,
Another rule is this,
When I’m not feeling someone,
I leave them alone,
I speak to them, wish them well,
But I go my way and allow them to go theirs,
No harm, no foul,
Because life is too short to stay constantly embroiled,
In foolishness and fussing,
And I know this is a news flash,
But as we age it gets even shorter,
For real…I would not lie to you....honest!
Nothing is sadder than a person who has lived,
For many years and aren’t enjoying their,
Life because they are bound up in madness and bitterness,
Not only that, I have discovered,
That we get back from the universe,
That which we provide,
Kindness gets kindness,
Mess gets mess,
Good in Good out,
Thanks for allowing me to vent on a Friday….
Love You Like Pound Cake!
Angelia
SHAE'S STORY....Late 2008
Mrs. Black....Early 2009
