Gossamer Wings
Are you sick
Alone, or hopeless,
Has life lost its sweet appeal?
Does it seem
That to you only
Fate has handed its rawest deal?
You’re wrong my friend!
All around you
Others are living
On precious happiness they steal
From each day
That life is giving…
By being thankful, being real
They shape their way!
It’s so weird
How often something
Is not as bad as we may fear
If we reach
For our potential
We can watch problems disappear
On Hope’s bright wings!
© Patricia Lamont
