The bins are full of grain.
The harvest beat the rain.
I have a winters worth of meat.
The, hunting could not be beat.
I have wood stacked in a pile.
I have been sewing furs for a while.
The cabin is warm and dry.
If I keep the fire going, I will not die.
I have everything I sought.
So, why this nagging thought?
Oh, damn, I know what it is I think.
I forgot the water I need to drink....
Timely thoughts - and providential,
Reminding us of what's essential;
When nature tends to do her worst
Be sure to take care of the thirst ! ?
thank-you all so much, P, Keith, Rose, for your comments, thank-you friends, Stephen, julie for the likes. it all started with "Green eggs and ham" and "Cat in the Hat" you can see the influence, LOL.
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Tue 27th Oct 2020 10:25
JD......what!? no Jack Daniels!! ?
ta muchly for the laugh!
Rose ?
JD.,
Another poem well rhymed, tinged with humour and the comforting thought that you beat the harvest and are prepared for the winter. Water is essential but in my case an absence of Guinness would ring the alarm bells.
Thank you for this
Keith
just one from the lighter side, too follow the deepness of "the Mirror", THANK-YOU to everyone reading, and FOR LIKING, my new friends at wol are great, I am looking forward to sharing and reading more. you have all built up my confidence
Philipos
Tue 27th Oct 2020 07:53
Enjoyed reading about the squirreling away of all but the one vital ingredient.
We would all be stuffed without H20 eh?
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J.D. Bardo
Tue 27th Oct 2020 12:11
M.C. a hearty laugh to start my day, you are playing along, hooray, hooray, thank-you.