I don’t know, where to begin
Seems all I can do is grin.
I had mentioned before
In another post for sure
How things were getting better.
But to my dismay, it is all a flutter.
On this road, thought to be a tunnel
I find myself, in the midst of a funnel.
Round and round I find myself going
It’s daylight now I see a big Boeing.
I understand now why it’s been so,
Difficult times no matter where I go.
My oh my it’s been hurdles and hoops
This road has more, here come some loops.
This all makes me fragile and dizzy
But I can’t stop now, I’m waaay to busy.
I take deep breaths and try not to sigh,
It’s comes out of my mouth, so I just try
To continue my journey and see the light
From deep within this funnel, yes that’s right
This funnel I thought was a road for travel
Nowhere near smooth, it’s rough as gravel.
Trying to keep me confused, and fully at bay
It’s just another obstacle, that gets in the way.
But have no fear for I am still here
Getting this wrench, unstuck from my gear
With a twist and pull and also a tug
Free it comes, and my shoulders I shrug
The sky is dark now, but I see a light
From inside this funnel, I hope it gets bright
As I make my way out, I will still try–
Oh crap it’s not a light, it’s just a firefly!
I’ve been in different moods lately with so many things going on. This came to mind while I was working and finished for Poetry Potluck….it’s not on theme but wanted to be here.