Squashed one

Posted on December 2, 2011 by

I don’t agree with all I love,

but love those who don’t agree.

If my mother taught me anything,

it was how to be contrary.

About Roy Smith

Roy Smith lives in the Medway Towns, where he works with young people and spends a lot of time writing nonsense and enjoying himself. He studied English Literature at the University of Kent and Informal and Community Education at the YMCA George Williams College. Most of his writing happens at night and other inconveniant moments, when he is regularly interrupted by his dog and the desire to play old video games.
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2 Responses to Squashed one

  1. Angela says:
    December 2, 2011 at 12:04 pm

    Love the brevity of this piece. Nice poem.

    Reply
  2. fhhakansson says:
    December 2, 2011 at 1:55 pm

    I agree – it is important to be contrary in one’s beliefs and behaviour and adapt to new situations and people. That, after all, the most important skill we need to survive.

    Reply

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