It’s A Good One
I’ve heard my inner voice whisper, on quite a few occasions.
And it is, I agree.
It really is.
& so, I declare, as Husband morning coffee-s his way to waking up,
YEP.
! ! It’s A Good One ! !
& sometimes, he’ll read right then and there,
most times, he’ll gather a few until later.
And just the other day, he did exactly that, spending his moments catching up on this creature, called
! ! YOU REALLY SHOULD POST THESE ! !
he decidedly announced
I do,
I exclaimed,
I Substack
urgh,
he mumbled, to this stubborn someone he knows, without a doubt,
will never, ever again return to the social media vortex
nope.
no can do.
’cause there’s a something within my very core that holds me back each and every time I inch towards maybe ??
with it’s exclamation point insistence of
DON’T
& there, I suppose some would say, lies the problem.
How can you be seen ??
how will people know ?? if you continue on this path of incredibly humph-y ways ??
er
well
um
I guess, I figure,
I write, you read.
And if you like, you’ll return.
If you don’t, you won’t.
But, either way, I’ll be here with my promise of positivity
and my solid, 99.9% of the time, guarantee,
uh-huh
It’s A Good One.