Delightfully Fed

Today I pray for your happiness.
Because if you don't get any...
I'm not going to get none at all.
That's right.
Since you will be reminding me,
Of your misery.
And hearing that constantly,
Is a good mood killer.
Diminishing my appetite for life.
And I would like to be delightfully fed,
Sometimes by you with a smile of gratefulness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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