When Day is Through

[Erthona]

I see many old men and woman sitting in the park, and the only ones having fun are the nut jobs. I was just wondering what made them so gloomy sitting there, so I was trying to look at life through their perspective. Maybe self pity is the correct answer, maybe living a life full of self pity gets you to the same place. Glad you like the drawing. I did a book where I drew a picture for each poem, as I already had a number of poems for the book. However, I quickly found it is much easier to write a poem about a picture than the reverse.

Thanks for the comments,

xoxoxoxo

Dale