It’s All Good

When I find myself in times of trouble…
That’s right, Mother Mary and all the rest.

Always right there on our shoulder
And in our hearts.

It’s all good you know,
And there can really be no regrets.

You wouldn’t know what you do now 
If you hadn’t known what you did then…

And so it goes
Around and ‘round.

Until all that’s left of the terrifying tiger
is a cup of ghee to take home to mother.

(4/27/25)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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