Life In Our Times

Not enough cash

so I have to choose

choosing…

and choosing…

always a matter of choosing

~$~

To choose is so hard

and it’s always a matter of choosing

I can’t have it all.

~$~

The stuff that I want,

the stuff that I need,

the stuff that’s for me –

why is it always

a matter of choice?

~$~

But no.

There’s no choice,

no choice at all.

It’s my friend that I have to consider.

He needs me and loves me,

depends upon me;

he’s my friend.

I cannot allow him to starve,

so it does have to be

that small tin of food

for my cat.

(c) Mary McDee

Feature Photo: Holly (c) L.M. Kling 2015