IT

This is the first of several poems that I am emailing or sending
you, by post, for you to consider for publication. Please let me know
what you think.

IT

If life is what you make of it

And pleasure is all you take from it

Then who am I

To just stand by

I'll make you question just for the sake of it

For Kafka to evolve it

For Freud to try to solve it

Although the search for reason

Continues from season to season

Time will forever dissolve it

It's easy to forget it

And never to regret it

But I won't let

This simple mind set

To allow you to plead "I don't get it"

Thanking you for your prompt and courteous response, I remain,

Yours very truly,
Harry Kel,
Retired,
email address: harrykel2@hotmail.com