Rise Above It
Rise above it, I tell my children,
when peers are being peevish.
They may have trouble at home,
or are just envious of your cleavage.
Rise above it I tell my colleagues,
when the boss is being picky.
Perhaps she fell out of the wrong side,
and today it's made her petty.
Rise above it I tell myself,
when my ex husband kept our money.
There are no pockets in a shroud.
If he dies first, it'll be funny.
Rise above it, is the best advice.
You are the only one to lose.
Peace of mind is so important.
It's the only way to choose.
09/06/2016
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2016
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