Walking the Tightrope of Life

Some days are diamond, some are stone We all need a mix of diamonds and stones Otherwise we would miss the comparison If life was all diamonds, we wouldn't be able to Handle those stone days And all stone days, we would be on a suicide watch The perfect mix produces balance It produces happiness knowing As bad as it gets, there's always a better day ahead I hear some of you saying, “Not in my life!” Yes... in everyone's life or we wouldn't survive Really think about your life Unless your are in the .001% of the world's population There have been times of exultation And times when you didn't think it could get any worse Take heart my friendlies If you're feeling down right now Imagine how great it will feel when you reach the other end As we walk the tightrope of life! © Jack Ellison 2015
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Eastman Avatar
January 21, 2015 at 10:58 AM
Hey Jack... Dragon says to tell you stone days aren't really bad... They just add to Dragon's bling. And every time things go awry... He says he looks into their sparkle as the light catches his eye... I think he's telling you even at the worst times... There is always something good just waiting around the corner... So live, laugh, write crazy fun things... and be happy! Like we do!
Ellison Avatar
January 22, 2015 at 4:01 AM
"always something good just waiting around the corner" Right on, Miss Carol... we know, eh! XXX
Omalley Polatnick Avatar
January 21, 2015 at 7:39 AM
Enjoyed both your poems today ... Thanks!
Ellison Avatar
January 21, 2015 at 7:48 AM
Thanks a bunch and a hearty welcome to the Soup! Love and hugs, Jack xxx
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