Here’s a mildly “spirited” poem for those got struck down by life today.
The next time bad news comes to town,
The next time fate makes you frown,
The next time life strikes you down,
Get up off your ass
And raise a toast with your glass,
“Life! This time, I’ll knock you around.”
— Eric Winger
Yesterday’s gift of time … Young son managed to miss the bus, which meant my lunch hour became a drive hour. Sometimes life strikes down your plans.
What a lovely poem. It needs to be set to music. I hear it as a blues number
Why thank you!