WHAT IS YOUR NATURE?

WHAT IS YOUR NATURE?

Is it immature, or still learning, is it like Einstein, and yet yearning?
Is it just like the grass, or just a bunch of sassafras? Is it like a white Dove, something that descended from high above? Oh, contrair mon cheri, how many times have you been seen where you aren’t supposed to be?

Are you like a Star that only shines at night, your afterglow makes your competition sink low, all the guys know, you have many in tow. Yes, you are a pretty sight, too bad that the big bruiser put out your lights during the fight, the rising Star didn’t go far.

Are you just a plain guy, who like’s Mum’s divine apple pie? Could never get a date, at a dance, you look for romance, you sit next to the wall flower hour by hour, you ask her; how about a dance; she takes one look at you, falls backward, and says; not a chance! Your pride and ego are deeply wounded, so back to Mamma’s house you go with your wilted carnation in tow.

Before you open the door, a sweet voice calls your name, it is the cute little Damsel that you had seen many times before. Mum would invite her for a piece of her apple pie, unbeknownst to you she has had a crush on you, but you never gave her the eye. Instead you ran to the dances where it seemed that the Gals always liked the slick Guy. Well, the good Guy didn’t finish last, married the Girl next door, need I tell you more?

Are you a self-made Philanthropist, or a “Goody, Goody, two Shoes”? I have to admit that we need more of you Guys. Too many today are crying the Blues, how many really want to know what it’s like to walk in their shoes? I read about a Man, that, if you needed, he would give you his hat, and when you hurt he hurt too, sharing his own tears with you. Brotherly Love, is anyone in touch with a greater Power from above.

Author Ken
Feb. 25, 2018