The opposite of Jack
is a happy fellow
you know
The kind of guy who smiles
in the midst of the rain storm
the kind of guy
who always opens the door
and waits
The opposite of Jack
is someone loving
a hard worker
who hates his job
The opposite of jack
is a fun house mirror
in a small town
that’s never seen a circus
A poem by Franklin Oliver
© Gayle Force Press 2019