THEN MY DAY WOULD BE VICTORY

If I were to be:

Given an opportunity,

To write and enunciate

An apt description;

Of what makes me cry,

Or fly like a kite on high,

Or paint pictures

On canvass' blue,

For most mornings mostly though

I trip on stumbling blocks,

General feelings of sad;

Not glad tidings be,

But Oh!

How I wish

To be an overcomer;

And get rid of all negative vibes,

That exist within inner self,

Then my day would be victory....