Ditties

Upon 'these' walls,
I intend to scrawl...
And leave my ditties.

Many may consider my ditties,
Unwitty.
With a lack of depth.
And uneffective at best.

But I believe my ditties left,
Provided for me a therapy.
And if I received a peace of mind from this...
Those who were displeased,
Will eventually get over it.

Upon 'these' walls,
I intend to scrawl...
And leave my ditties.

Some will be read as humor to please.
While others will be skipped over,
To dismiss...
By those who see what I leave,
As rantings done by another one...
Who should seek immediate counseling,
From a professional therapist...
Who will not charge me a dime to probe!
Hoping to uncover a treasure trove.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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