Calm Cool and Collected
If fun became our daily life’s M.O.,
If pure joy turned into status quo,
What then would be our aspiration drive
To make the world a better place to thrive?
If we nest in a cocoon of serene,
If grass on either side is ever green,
How would we cope with unforeseen extremes
When life turns out not to be what it seems?
Along the winding road joy may not steer
Calm cool and collected - most stable gear.
February 14, 2021
Copyright © Margarita Lillico | Year Posted 2021
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