Occasionally, one needs to take a day of whimsy; a day to review the follies of youth and put them into a more mature perspective. It is amazing how important events pale with the passage of time. It can be fun to grab the quill and let the ink flow where it will. Such was the drive that produced Crying is Just a Hobby of Mine.
CRYING IS JUST A HOBBY OF MINE
by Mike Patrick
Don’t be alarmed when you see my tears.
You might find me this way anytime.
I’ve been practicing now for several years.
Crying’s just a hobby of mine.
It doesn’t matter if I started
Right after her goodbye.
It’s not as if I’m broken hearted,
You see, I really like to cry.
Some folks say I should turn pro;
Why do all that for free?
Someday I might, but I don’t know.
For now, I only cry for me.
In time, I’ll give it up—I hope.
And if she came back, that would be just fine.
But if they ask about tears of pain, I’ll say, “Nope,
Crying’s just a hobby of mine.”