Life Is A Witch
Life is not a day at the beach
Life is a darn witch
That we must learn to live with
We must tolerate the length and the width
No, I am not talking about that, pervert
We must learn to swim in it, without being hurt
Or drowning like a lost comet
Do your best always and do not bet
On the wrong horse. Carpe diem
And in front of all obstacles, stand firm
Be strong and optimistic
Positive people always win, there’s nothing mystic
On earth about that. Life is a doggone witch
Not a day or night at the beach.
Copyright © August 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
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