Possibilities....

Is it just me or does everyone love possibilities? This is part of a poem I found on the net – it’s slightly random (to quote the kids) but I love it…



POSSIBILITIES
I prefer movies.
I prefer cats.
I prefer myself liking people to myself liking mankind.
I prefer keeping a needle and thread on hand, just in case.
I prefer the colour green.
I prefer to leave early.
I prefer talking to doctors about something else.
I prefer, where love’s concerned, non specific anniversaries that can be celebrated every day.
I prefer conquered to counquering countries.
I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
I prefer Grimm’s fairy tales to the newspapers’ front pages.
I prefer leaves without flowers to flowers without leaves.
I prefer dogs with uncropped tails.
I prefer pale eyes, and red lips.
I prefer to knock on wood.
I prefer not to ask how much longer or when.
Tell me what you prefer?