Acrostic Man
Don’t walk by,pretend not to see
Outside in the cold is no place to be
Whistle to yourself,think glad it’s not me
No-one can escape their destiny.
No-one can prepare for all trials of life
One day it is bliss the next day is strife
Taking one day at a time is now my life.
Optimism is the only way out
Upturns are ahead I have no doubt
Thinking to myself I am down not out.
Copyright © Ken Duddle | Year Posted 2016
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