This was a strange kind of day first it looked like rain and then the fog came in and blocked the harbor view, I decided to work on my miniature plants, tulips, lilies and foxglove. That didn’t seem to be the answer to my wanting. There seemed to be a gnawing in the pit of my stomach that called for food just a little something that would satisfy a diabetic you no ,something that is forbidden in the diabetic world, so I said oh to hell with it and fulfilled my desire. As a result came this feeling of guilt.
Today I’ll admit I was some kind of a cheat
Like a cockroach in a pastry shop
With a mission to eat
Chocolate cookies and a cup of weak tea
I find little difference between the cockroach and me .