When All You Have Left Is Burnt Toast

Things don't change overnight

Even though that's what we all would like

Be patient and wait

So each bite is not what I expected

A little hard and not appetizing

Then I remember the toast I love

Just light in color with melted butter

Smothered in grape jelly

My mouth would water

Each bite so good

I love to change it up

Some times I use a little peanut butter or cinnamon

Now I take another bite and all I can taste is a charcoal flavor

How different this day is

So I am not as happy as I could be

Just when I thought things weren't going good

They got worse

Years ago I had an ink penned painting of the Lee family

During the civil war

My neighbor helped me when I was desperate and I had a problem with our heat in our house

He like the picture I had tucked in the corner of my cellar

So I gave it to him in appreciation for all his time

He ended up saving me lots of money

Well it turned out I was in my yard when the trash truck came

It stopped over at my neighbors house

I seen him pick up the painting I had given him

They looked it over and brought it up front of the truck

I was bewildered and shocked

If he didn't want it they could of given it back

To throw it out for trash

I am taken back

I have to remember a gift is a gift and when it is given it is no longer yours

It would of been nice

Now we can't change the past

What is done is done

We have to live in the present

At least they didn't throw it away that would of been a sin

I never understand why people do certain things

Then it is not for me to know

Just accept life as it comes and one day I will also go