Somewhere Simple

Carole is dancing a jig;
No longer worried by hospice papers,
Of that Carole gives not a fig!

Now she’s up with there with the N*m*rs
Sharing her chocolate pudding pie;
While we poor souls are off a-gnashing,
Going: “why, oh why, can’t I?”

No more concerns of wills and relations:
Carole now deals in the higher things,
Like finding appreciation in the unalloyed joy
That only a simple smile brings.

Somewhere, over the rainbow
Way up high—

Soon we’ll all be again with Carole
As passes the sweet by-and-by.

–thank you Harold Arlen (music) and
E.Y. Harburg (lyris) for your beautiful song.
And thanks to AD Arthur Freed for helping
keep the song in “Wizard of Oz”


About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

Posted on April 12, 2014, in Poem. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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