The Question Arises

The book on the shelf has been moved.

Items in the drawer are rearranged.

A pair of scissors is relocated to a more

convenient place.

How many will notice one leaf fallen

from the tree.

Was the admonition meant for you or me?

Is a single blade of grass accounted for

after the lawn has been mowed?

In which case are worms differentiated by

their length?

How often do clouds on an overcast day

change shape?

Who is responsible for keeping track of railroad

ties between St. Louis and Memphis?

These are situations and questions which may

go unanswered on any given day.

Who in hell cares, you may say?

How will I pay rent on the first of the month?

Will the old man next door survive to see

another day?

Priorities! Damn it, man! Only that which matters to

me is relevant in these proceedings.

Then one day the prognosticator writes her greeting,

Dear friend…

and the question may arise, is it you with whom she

is speaking?

The warning has been sounded before—Take care;

pay attention to the simple seeming.

                         -30-

Chris Hanch 4-21-2020