So I borrowed a photo from morguefile.com, and used a photo from beglib. Thanks, beglib, I owe you one! http://morguefile.com/creative/beglib
I was lying in bed this morning when this poem came to me partly written. I felt like a scribe getting it all down and then all I needed to do was tweak it to make it smoother. I am grateful when that happens as many times it doesn't come that easily and I write a ton of garbage before I get something I like.
When life hands you lemons make lemonade
Sit and enjoy a glass in the shade,
When life hands you lollipops, take a good lick.
But don’t lick too much or you’re sure to get sick,
When life hands you losers, let them go
Get rid of them with the old heave ho,
When life hands you laughter, laugh hard and long
There is no sweeter sounding song,
When life hands you leisure make sure to partake
Relax in a chair by the side of the lake,
When life hands you loneliness reach out to others
We’re in this together like sisters and brothers,
When life hands you love, you must reciprocate
And then you will always be free of hate.