A Gift Given Us
Between cream of split pea soup
And savory brown mushroom gravy,
Hairs, as dull as damp hay droop,
Straightens broom like, turns wavy.
Cocktails do take effect after all
When they begin to vision what's seen.
The average in height, turns quite tall,
Those rather rotund, rollie-pollie, lean.
"To see ourselves as others see us,
Is a gift", Burns wrote, "He gives us."
Who gives insight so darn powerful
That it forgoes our arrogance of ego ?
However rocky, each life is meaningful
Routed by events played out long ago.
Implied within the rubble of real hope
Is a mythical, dreaming novel of one's life
Impassioned by a full broadening in scope
Complementing the real no matter its strife.
Ronald C. Downie