Everything Is Always For the Best

Why the long face, son? Did someone die? Aw, Dad. I flunked my math exam Did you do your level best, son? I did, Dad. I studied so hard for the test You know that's all I ask of you, son And everything is always for the best. Right, Dad?... What's up, son? Are those tears streaming down your cheeks? Aw, Dad. I didn't make the varsity basketball team Did you try your level best, son? You know I did, Dad. I trained so hard last summer That's all I can ask of you, my son And everything is always for the best, Dad... Is everything ok, son? You look like you saw a ghost I did lousy on the law boards, Dad Did you do your level best, son? I don't know, Dad. I thought I did. But-- --But everything is always for the best, son. You know that by now. You're right, Dad. Everything is always for the best... Dad, you're not here with me on this Earth anymore But your words live on inside me, and They are of great comfort to me now, Dad And you were right. Everything is always for the best-- I flunked the math exam because I was not meant to be a statistician or a computer programmer I didn't make the varsity team because I was not cut out to be a great basketball player I did lousy on the law boards because I never really wanted to be a lawyer, not in my heart... I'm a part-time poet now, Dad. That's right My wonderful poetic friends and I are busy, busy We create tempting, tasty dishes of Poetry Soup ~ And hereby serve up today's soup de jour, Dad Everything really and truly is always for the best February 11, 2019 Entry in "Repetition" Poetry Contest Sponsor: Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer