Clouds imagined, clouds so real
Often exactly how we feel
We look about, then it rains
Find the strength, break the chains
Some days are dead before they start
No horse in front to pull our cart
Fret we do about what’s hard
Touchy, sensitive, always on guard
We have a choice, no matter what
No need to stew till we’re hot
This is Friday, not just any day
Give it a chance, that’s what I say
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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3 thoughts on “Choose Happiness”
Gautami: How interesting indeed. That’s the attitude. Have a nice weekend…
I was kind of watching the clouds from my window when your poem showed up in my google reader.
Symbolic, won’t you say? I will give what is left of friday, a chance!