God give me the courage to change the things I can.
For I jumped out of the pot right into the frying pan.
I thought things would be better, that was an oversight.
Instead of boiling, I'm now sizzling, my blisters blight.
I long to leap once again but I'm desperately afraid.
The wok beckons me with good intentions mislaid.
The spoon rest looks comforting, and I need a rest.
Why does change make me wary, excited and distressed.
The oven is warm and inviting, will my essence be renewed.
Or will this latest transformation cause me to come unglued.
I'm reminded by the clock not to waste precious time.
I should soar like never before while I'm still in my prime.
Please give me courage, things have to change!
Broaden my horizons beyond this kitchen range.
Contest: SERENITY RESPONSE
"courage to change the things I can''