Keep Trying to Tell Him

              Pretend for a minute
              That you're a duck
              In muddy water
              And that whatever's teasing your legs
              Is starting to make you nervous 

              Pretend that you're around sixty
              And you're not so sure if you want to know
              What's in the message
              Even though someone who's skipping
              And smiling
              Just handed it to you 

              Pretend that today you'll have the chance
              To say whatever's important
              Just before something drags the love of your life
              Away feet first
              Pretend you can tell by the woodsy smell
              Out back
              That it's now or never.


              Hiram Larew

     

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              about the poem:

              "I've always watched how advice is both given and taken.  This poem 
              came from imagining what I'd tell someone younger as he goes
              along."



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