Dear Wise, what shall I ever do without you? x

Wisdom doesn’t grow on trees

But on the other hand

Neither does good soldiering

Like all worthwhile things

Wisdom takes patience

Go with the flow

Maps does it automatically

No negativity in my life

Don’t stress

Don’t stress you say

Well look here young man

O wise one

My excellently bashed hat

And perfectly centered collar says that

I know what’s going on

My boots snapping in perfect turns

Over the leaves fallen to the ground

So take your good advice

And shove it in your leaf hole

You don’t know jack

See you tomorrow,

Marie Athena