And On This Note...

Susan P. Blevins

Sometimes, when insecurity assails me,
and doubts plague my busy little brain,
then I’m a depressed, diminished seventh.

Other times, when I’m in my bossy mode, when
my friends address me as generalissimo, or matron,
then I’m beyond all doubt a dominant fifth.

But when I feel at peace with the world,
in the fortuitous flow of life, my harmony intact,
then I’m a perfect fourth, the Amen to my life.