Workweek grinds to an end
Holy Sabbath just around the bend
Ring up the last sale, turn the key in the door
Enter a dimension where your spirit can soar
housework drives me round the bend
there is never an end in sight
I'd get stuck in to get it finished
but I'd be up half the bloody night!
How can it be, dear
Halloween's drawing near
Thanksgiving then
will be just round the bend
Perhaps Labor Day we skipped
or out of July fourth were gypped
All I know is 2021's mistletoe
is still atop our hearth all aglow
Across the valley
A train whistles its presence
Quickly rushing on
A deep longing in my soul
To see what’s round the next bend
5/26/16
When your life is going smoothly,
It’s so simple to pretend
That no negatives are waiting
To assault you ‘round the bend.
Don’t succumb and get complacent,
Thinking joy will never end,
For its opposite is lurking
And it’s right around the bend.
It’s much better if you’re ready,
Which is why I recommend
Never flaunting jubilation;
Sorrow’s skulking ‘round the bend.
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