Woes Like This Are Difficult to Replace

Fresh awakening from a deepened sleep,
Many are heard exclaming...
How quickly things have changed overnight.
And who they believe is responsible...
For the letting of their standards they valued go.
With the blaming of the tooth fairy for not leaving a dime,
To undo the bittersweet taste of decay left...
Under a goose feathered plucked and comforting pillow.

Woes like this,
Are difficult to replace...
With candied kisses and promises,
To fleece the next herd of sheep counted while sleeping...
Of their wool, teeth and affordable lambchops,
To leave pre-seasoned as a gift!
With coupons as a bonus...
That might satisfy the craving for vegetables and a baked potato.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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