Last post, I quoted from a poem my Dad often referred to in my youth – I’ve searched for years to find the real poem, because I love it so much – – below is a paraphrasing of what I remember and I’m SOOO counting on my WordPress community Poets to help me find the link to the original – so far, all I find are modern song lyrics that aren’t it – –
Here’s my best memory of what Dad said:
Nowhere to go, but out,
Nowhere to be, but here,
Nothing to eat, but food
Nothing to drink, but beverages
Nothing to forgive, but hurt
Nothing to enjoy, but friends
Nothing to Love, but Life
Perhaps, this was my Dad’s creation – but he was so open about his ‘song writing’ and guitar compositions, I have to believe that somewhere, in the Universe, this poem manifested prior to 1937 and became a favorite of my Dad’s and I would love to read/memorize/give credit to the author.
Thanks for your help.