Early morning,
Before supper,
Loading a video,
I watch and wait,
Sometimes I share with FaceBook,
Sometimes I share with Twitter,
Sometimes I share with both,
Sometimes I award a virtual hug from the gay Empath Poet I am,
Sometimes I just write Iowan Poet,
Morning or evening I say to myself just one more,
Some I leave and say nothing
Theres one creator that seems to believe fake soldiers coming home is funny,
I wore my countries colors,
I see pride and heart in the real videos,
There is no pride in making fun at those coming home,
My heart goes out to so many,
I share with my friends,
Some friends don’t understand the eloquence and beauty of these short video thoughts,
I do and so I can never just watch one,
However I can eat just one potato chip,