Certain Days
Certain days feel much longer than long
With too much in the world that is wrong
But I don’t have a clue
If there’s more we can do
Than just suck it all up and be strong.
For complaining accomplishes naught
And despite all that we have been taught
There are times we’re just stuck
When not even some luck
Can provide the relief that we’ve sought.
We can hope that tomorrow will bring
An injection of gusto and zing
Or a smidgeon of hope
Lowered down like a rope
For escaping, to which we can cling.
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