The sky is blue because it’s saddened by rain that never falls.

The buttercup is yellow because it misses the butter that has melted away.

And green green the lilacs grow, unbeknownst to you or anyone else

who’s never seen a lilac.

And what is the smell of unseen lilac anyway?  And who cares?

Know this…. I care.

The pig knows when to push and when to pull.

Be like that pig, and root out all the sweetness of your day.

I will be right beside you, to guide you, when you’re bad,

……oh so so bad.

……………………….Carol