Keep On

Sometimes, When I find that life's not fair, When Isee that fortune, love, and friendship look away from me, I stare at the cards that life places in my hands, and, I move them around a bit and try to find their highest value for moving on this rough-rough road. That's all. Just keeping on, moving on, moving those cards until I see my best hand taking shape from within itself , perhaps my own potential - possibilites. It may be a metaphor for "hope" , that inner voice that tells me "just one more step man - just one more breath- just once more over that next hill - just one more day - just one more mile - just -Keep On!