Chicken Every Meal

Chicken Every Meal

A Poem by Jeff Bresee
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It makes no sense to me at all. Just what do they expect?

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I get a little tired of it - folks who seem to think

they must be happy all the time or else they’re on the brink

of some traumatic end, oh yes, like everything is bad

if once in a blue moon they have to deal with being sad.

 

It makes no sense to me at all. Just what do they expect?

They should be happy day and night and never get set back.

Well, I can’t grasp it, not at all. In fact, is makes me ill

to contemplate if happiness my every moment filled.

 

To me that is the same as eating chicken every meal.

Why would I want that? God forbid! It simply isn’t real

to think you can be happy if that’s all you ever know.

You can’t, so just relax a bit… and let your feelings flow.

© 2024 Jeff Bresee


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Added on February 4, 2024
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Tags: feelings, emotions, being of with self, freedom, free to feel

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Jeff Bresee
Jeff Bresee

Dallas, TX



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I love to write poetry and then turn it into songs. I am a singer/songwriter for Weathered Pages, a Fort Worth, Texas based music charity. Check us out on Apple Music, Spotify, I Heart Radio, Pandora.. more..

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