ripples...........

ripples in the water have brought the poet out of everyone. In the shade of the wepping willow I can't but help to ponder myself. What have I done with my life that has made ripples in the sea of life? What has my actions or lack there of effecte the children to follow? I do not want to be the old woman sitting in a home going I wish I had done that......I want to be the one chasing the oderly around telling the young punks how to live!