Sunday, December 11, 2011


They pile on like little specks of sand,
Small and weightless at first.
But as they pour
Speck after speck,
My carefree living
Is taken captive by a seashore.
It seems silly
To be taken captive by a seashore;
But then again,
Worrying is silly too.
But I don't know what to do!
My hair is growing grey,
My bald spot is widening every day,
And I've found myself worried shirtless!
I didn't even know that worrying affected
My wardrobe!
Oh ocean of dreams,
Shall I ever sail thee again?

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  1. ...worried shirtless. ha! I liked the ending a lot "Shall I ever sail thee again?" Perhaps if he ever stops worrying! :)

  2. My hair is growing white and thinner by the year .. my waistline growing exponentially .... where are those damned oars???

  3. "to be taken captive" - interesting perception. Thanks for sharing!

  4. I liked "worried shirtless", too.

  5. worrying affecting your wardrobe...ha...i like that...smiles...

  6. ..."worried shirtless"....worry has always been a big struggle for me as well! :-)