Life can be funny
Sometimes cruel,
I was a dreamer while incarcerated
at school
Didn't follow any golden rule
Today I desire to be vulnerable.
Can't say I've exactly been around
the world
Dug myself a hole, dark & cold.
Should you inquire "did you
find your gold?"
'S here in my heart when I break
down my wall,
Life can be hard, be a ball or
mundane.
It's what I make it,
Nothing ventured, nothing gained,
Not even going to try to explain.
My pain and the strains of
journeying on in years
N' all my baggage so overflowing
with fears.
Today's a new one, so I'll be the
best I can be
There are plenty of changes to make
being me.
Gotta take it easy to a degree
The other side of the coin is
Approach the situation more
aggressively.
No spring chicken, still got heaps
to get done
Nose to the grindstone still can be
fun.
Gratitude is good attitude
I've heard time and time again
Into every life comes a bit of rain.
Climbed a few mountains,
Some mole hills too,
Find there's always new horizons to
pursue.
Peaks and passes, need a new pair of
glasses
Enjoying the journeying is from
where gratitude springs.
I imagine myself in my place in the
sun
No place to go, except where I am.
Excited by the achievement in
writing it down
The closeness and enjoyment
Tears of a clown.
Life can be funny...
Peculiar.
Guest post written by David
Service user of the Psycho-Educational Group I co-facilitate on behalf of NAPAC
Published with permission by Mrs Teacup
24.06.15
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