It’s a sad thing indeed

when the person you’re trying to convince

is yourself and even you

can’t buy it.

I tell myself I’ve already

exercised plenty. Just getting

all the stuff packed and ready

to come home involved

a lot of bending and stretching.

 The three hour drive back

was exhausting…Not to mention

it’s already late and the unpacking 

still has to be done. 

But, sadly, no… even I can’t buy it,

so I’ll set this poem aside

and sullenly begin.

                                                                                    JDG