I'd prefer to relish smiling, big giggles,
Than muck about in worrisome fear-wiggles.
Joy is my veritable, beautiful twin sister.
Fear, just an obnoxious, mind twister.
I prefer to love life with unending passion.
Not chasing all day, an invible, viral assassin.
I refuse to wait in line for a fine, silver coffin,
Simply because recovery is very high, death rates
exaggerated, far too often.
I wish I could halt all the nonsensical propaganda.
That's as bizarre as me, becoming a Panda.
My song is~ to live life to the hilt, normally.
Thus ends today's fun homily!
May 28, 2020
Poem # 1303