See, Saw

See, Saw?

The first time I sat on a Seesaw
I fell off 
Because I didn’t know 
What it was for.
With my bum on the floor.
Losing my shock 
My head then cleared
And stubbornly persevered
And discovered a good lesson for life:
Up or down
In times of strife
I might sink 
And nearly drown,
Especially when I think 
I’m out of my depth.
But what I found
Is that most things turn out best
(Though I don’t know how)
By not giving up and being 
Totally in the moment
Here, 
Right now.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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