FRAGILE

by LaRue Watts

Some say climate change is fake
I have quite a different take.
No, fragile.

An o-zone hole is just a ruse
To blame emissions. Lame excuse?
No, fragile.

A fact can be an awful thing.
Denying isn't smart.
So stand and let your voices sing
A love song from your heart.
This earth we love is what we leave
The future generations
And that's a fact you must believe
To save our dying nations.
.
So let us hope that some day we
Can face our world and  finally see
No fragile.

REGRETS

by LaRue Watts

I've no regrets for loves gone by
Or most mistakes I've made.
My unkind words (no reason why)
Contain the dues I've paid.

I don't regret the weight I've lost
Or any that I've gained.
My life goes on at any cost
Though parts of it are stained.

I've no regrets for fools I've snubbed
Or suffered not at all.
I do not rue those lamps unrubbed
Or heedless "beck and call."

I need no reason to regret
The fears I've overcome
For every sun will one day set.
And every joy grow numb.

If I must choose my one regret
And dare I be so bold?
I cannot walk a dog, a pet
Because, alas, I'm old.

LIKES

by LaRue Watts

What do I like?  If you insist,
I offer you this partial list.
I like Sal and Kit and Holly.
I like Midler doing "Dolly,"
Connie, Lori, Clair and Joe,
Leon, Denis, Mark and Mo, 
I Like Susie Rosabella.
Act two of "Most Happy Fella."
Jeannie, Alex, Bill and Zach,
Beth, the best of one Wulf pack,
Kansas Sumner County Fair,
Gina who takes care of hair,
I like Allison and Lynn,
Any kind of country inn,
Kurt, who's Erwin Giesemann (Third),
Any Striesand ever heard,
The Warning clan and those they wed,
Rock and Roll's The Grateful Dead,
Parker, Chuck and dear Diane,
Disney's classic "Peter Pan,"
Caren, Gaile from college days.
Baseball teams with Willy Mays.
John, Marlene, (she's my muse)
Cousin Judy, (my good news)
Richard, Laurie, Jeri, Matt,
And their offspring and my cat,
Cans that have a pull-tab top.
I like Sandy, she's a cop.
I like Rice, a family name.
Next up? Midler doing "Mame?"
Struble, Murff, Bobek, Jayroe.
How much further should I go?
Linda Meade and Susan Druss.
Gee, I am a lucky cuss.
All these "likes."  Did I miss you?
Wait till you read Chapter two.