Charles Gillihan Poet Narrative

It Is a Good Day My Friend

IT IS A GOOD DAY MY FRIEND

No more regrets for time gone by,
You do what you can,
And then with a sigh,
You let it go.
What might have been
Could I begin again,
Should have
Would have
Could have
Is not a good place to dwell,
A cold dark miserable prison cell.
If only I'd done this
Instead of that,
Will drag you into the fires of hell.

All around miracles abound
In a universe without end.
The rain comes down,
The sun comes out,
It is a good day my friend.

No more fear for time to come,
From what tomorrow holds
I simply cannot run.
It's truly so.
No sense to fret
Over what's not yet.
Should be
Could be
Would be
How can I embrace today
Worrying about what's on its way?
What if this
Or what if that
Turn's life's colors into a dull gray.

All around miracles abound
In a universe without end.
The rain comes down,
The sun comes out,
It is a good day my friend.


Wounded Healer
Submitted 8/23/09
Written 10/11/08

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Carol Sunshine Brown August 24, 2009 at 3:09 AM Welcome to PoetrySoup Charles. Wishing you the best in your writing. Excellent write you have here. Love, Carol

Doris Culverhouse August 23, 2009 at 5:19 PM good write, it is so hard to not worry at times, it doesn't help at all and shows our lack of faith, keep writing. thank you,