Walking along at a very brisk clip,
Take care, my friend, that you do not trip.
‘Cause there’s little worse in this universe
Than being laid up with a damn broken hip.
No, friends (and casual visitors), I do not have a broken hip.
Drawing a short rhyme from life’s events is typical for me.
Inspiration from life feels natural, I guess, but it is just as common that random thoughts generate a couple of starter words, and the fun of putting something down begins.
National Poetry month is a good excuse for me to think in rhyme, of course.