On this day,
of all days,
I feel that I should
write a poem.
Nothing special,
of course,
just a run of the mill,
bog-standard,
tuppenny ha’penny one,
that will fill the gap
that would be there
if I didn’t.
And, if I didn’t
write a poem,
to fill that gap,
then I wouldn’t be able
to call myself a…
taxi.
Or, a poet.
G:)
