A Tidbit

Every now and then I start writing a poem with the first word that comes to mind. these usually aren't too complex, just a little tidbit between something deeper. I was getting tired of not posting and didn't have a book of my poetry nearby, so I tried one of these. It describes a place I often find myself at. (I ended that sentence with a prepositon. Drive my wife crazy. Or is that a dangling participle. Never could remember the difference.)