Typo It Is

She texted again
I saw typo in your poem,
Said she.
It’s time to fix
What was not.
Life is a typo—
Through breathing,
By blinking.
Typo is a best friend
Who is willing to amend.
Typo it is.


is life a typo willing to amend or empty glass ready to use whichever, both are accepting better vibe 😁