Much A-Do
MUCH A-DO
We cannot worry over-much,
'Bout things we can't control.
Too much worry disrupts life,
And at length rots the soul.
Worrying 'bout this and that,
Can spoil your whole demeanor,
Causing you to disdain,
What makes your pastures greener.
Reality of fact is that,
Life has it's ups and downs,
Stomp and snort all that you please,
And growl and glance around,
To find someone to blame it on,
Although no one's to blame;
Sometimes things happen, this is true,
And it's to no one's shame.
Often we avoid some things,
But sometimes we just can't,
If we could go through life unscathed,
We'd be some kind of plant,
That simply sits, says not a word,
And never does a athing;
So learn to take life as it comes,
Relax and learn to sing;
For worry never solved a thing,
In fat it gives you ulcers,
And makes you old before your time,
So relax, gain some culture.
Learn to control your inner chi,
Your yen and then your yang,
Because worrying all the time,
Won't gain you one dang thang.
Judy Ball
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2011
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