Optimism takes the prize

we plan our future but have not added our broken leg Bam! Ouch! Things change fast We begin to heal filled with optimism We can still reach our goal a temporary side road we replan, replenish, rehearse Refocus on our future Car wreck! What? We’re hospitalized and helpless Rehab takes a long time Depression might set in We are disabled, disillusioned and disheveled Is there a glimmer of hope? Can we continue our path? Some of us cannot go on These souls have not rallied, refreshed or regrouped. Despair holds them down in the ditch of the side road Most of us can continue The luckiest ones find strength and stories in the side roads Understanding that the goal is not the future, The journey is the test and the road we have travelled for a reason. We are the optimists, and we do well