45. Harvesting
Harvesting
Stories I have experienced is hard.
I chose to forget.
Recalling tales told
By Hometown Elders is much easier.
I’m fortunate I listened.
Relating to the antics
Of Oldtimers as they laughed at themselves.
They made mistakes fun.
Summer nights, watching bats and fireflies,
We would be regaled by generous sharing.
Now that I’ve seen six decades,
I’m beginning to tell tales of myself.
Ten years ago, I would be ashamed.
Don’t ask for stories.
Under the surface of my bubbling brain,
I never know what will pop.
“Did you know...?”
I’ll start to say, but, pause, then go on with,
“You must have heard that...”
46. Monkey Butt
Monkey Butt
Is a rather odd term of endearment.
Don’t you think? I do.
A Monkey’s antics
Are fun to watch when visiting a zoo;
So, that word makes sense to me.
Pushing sexual buttons,
Derrieres are attractive to many;
So, I can understand that term, too.
If putting the two words together
Can kindle a feeling of happiness,
Who am I to put out the flame of desire?
Personal Pet Names prosper
In each generation and forgotten.
Youth wishes to be original.
For crying out loud,
Funny Bunny and Perky Pelican
Are names I’ve used for my Love.
Monkey Butt
Is not so peculiar after all.
In fact, I like it.
