02 May Smile, It’s Just a Poem!
I have a friend who wants to know why I tend to write grim poems, full of sadness and heavy thoughts. Why can’t I write something light and fun? After all, she writes cheerful poems despite the winter, the quarantine, four consecutive rainy days, and two flat tires in one week. Surely, I can write one fun poem! Here’s my reply.
To my friend:
If only I could jump from line to line,
count my blessings one by one,
and write of adventures just begun.
If only I could leave sorrow behind,
put it under lock and key, just for a while–
to see where happy thoughts take me.
One day, I’ll write of lighter, sunny days
where rather than bemoan my fate, I’ll be grateful–
if its not too late!
I try and try, but always a somber thought creeps in,
wiping off my grin.
I’ll write and write the demons out,
until I, too, a cheery poem can write!