Write a four line poem about: giving up.
Got some more work done in the strawberries this morning, despite coming down with the cold Max picked up in the last couple days. It's fun working in 30 degree heat while suffering from a cold.
Wait, did I say fun? I meant... something I'm not going to say here.
Anyway. I think the end is in sight with the strawberry patch. Just in time for the harvest to begin in earnest.
Promises broken, lies kept hidden,
All those times you just couldn't be true;
I've forgiven too many wrongs - now
It's time for me to give up on you.