Which One of Me?

 

 Don’t wish to begin all over again.

Once is enough to convince me.

People, some folks, perhaps not

you or me will say, this life of ours

is anew each day.

It is this way, we grow into old age.

Come to think of it, I do recall making

that claim several times before along

the way.

I have repeated the process so many

times. And I’ve littered the pathway

behind me with so many clones, it’s

hard for me to differentiate which

reality to claim.

Guess you’ll have to live with one

or two of those fellows you have

come to know.

Now move along, there’s nothing

new to see here. I have accepted

the process although at times I have

disagreed vehemently.

If you are one of those who had

met me previously, did I ask you

to pull my finger? That was the silly,

disgusting one of me. But the look

on your face still makes me laugh.

                     -30-

Chris Hanch 6-14-2023