Recipe

When life descends harsh, heavy and rude Forcing us to sulk, complain and brood I know the recipe for the perfect mood A cup of coffee, a book and solitude Shut the door to those voices that intrude- Judgmental, astute, pious and prude Pick someone from the book in the interlude Feel, embrace and live her life with gratitude The pretend-play works wonders for the attitude Detachment from self leaves you ready and renewed Clarity and purpose it gives to a head that’s confused It definitely works, isn’t just another platitude Written on 02/12/2017