poem of the day January 24 

Follow directions

Never follow directions

A dividing line of life

found somewhere

in a disassembled box 

filled by recipes of frustration

with no rhyme or reason

about who completes 

the wheel of perfection

The road is littered by lives

of Those who do and fail

of Those who don't and fail

But all of us will someday somewhere face

which road to follow when baking cakes