While You Paint My Face

While You Paint My Face

What are we thinking

This boat is not sinking

Don’t we still have a plan?

You thought at the start

I was funny and smart

But now maybe I’m not the man?

A shove in the corner

By Little Jack Horner

I remember just who I am

I think in this case

While you paint my face

That we do with life what we can

© 11/12/2008, William Grant Preston

Grant's Rants - Poetry