LIKE AN IRON
Like an iron - that looks like
an old phone - one piece -
solid iron - from the 1800’s -
in a small town museum -
or a barbell - 100 pounds -
on my basement floor.
Well, sometimes I feel
that solid and that secure.
Then there are days when
all plans go south or sour.
The unexpected happens.
I feel like a dropped - half eaten -
ice cream pop - on the sidewalk -
covered with 1,000 crawling ants.
Relax! Today is not that kind of
a day, so please give me a call.
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2017