Trying

I disappointed my mother, 
my Greek professor too,
and so many others.

It’s what happens 
when you try to do right. 
It’s an endless fight.

And now I am looking at my dog.
He is fast asleep,
not a worry he has in the world.

Who am I to judge,
myself or especially others?
I admit best is never enough.

But still I’m trying.
Most of all I wish 
I could sleep as deeply as my dog
or even a fake fireplace log.

Then, of course, there’s fire!