I sit here and ponder the way of the world
that world that I currently live in
I wonder who thought that work could be fun
and having fun could be such a sin
I think of the days I’ve had in my life
and think about those ones I miss
I think about happiness I get to feel
with each mornings’ “Good Morning” kiss
I recall the days I used to be happy
with nothing ‘cept the sight of the moon
The days that seemed longer than ever before
The ones that ended too soon
I anticipate heartache and long crying nights
when thinking of all I have lost
Or spending the time with those that I love
Relishing this time with no cost
One day I’ll be gone and those who knew me
may laugh and remember my face
spent with good friends, good food, and good fun
all along this life we call a “Rat Race”
©2025 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
I love the rhythm and rhyme!
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Sometimes, life feels like waiting for microwave popcorn—moments of anticipation, memories popping up unexpectedly. Your reflections hit deep; the simple joys, the fleeting days, the laughter shared. It’s a reminder to savor the now, like that warm, buttery popcorn—small comforts in a fast-moving world. Thanks for sharing these thoughts!
Microwave Popcorn
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A thought provoking poem.
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The lines
“I think about happiness I get to feel
with each mornings’ “Good Morning” kiss”
yes yes yes
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Nicely done! I love the lively pace and the fact that it’s reminiscent, but not encumberingly so.
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Thank you!
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Christine this one lilts along with a wonderful conclusion! To be remembered with good humor and smiles is one of the best legacies!
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For sure. I wouldn’t want to be remembered as a cranky ass!
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Hehe! I doubt you would ever be considered a permanent and irredeemable grumpy butt!
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Well, not the usual but as I read this totally exhausted I see it could happen! lol
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Lovely and thought provoking Christine. We say that as long as one person remembers us, we are not forgotten, but when that one person passes on, then our memory goes with them.
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I suppose with not knowing what is next for us we shouldn’t worry. If there is in fact an afterlife then we will meet again, if not, then it is what it is I suppose
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I’m comfortable with the thought of being reunited with my loved ones but if it doesn’t happen that way, then I haven’t lost anything.
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exactly
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