ETERNAL OPTIMIST

Eternal optimist that I am
I put behind me all I can
Assuming that the world will change,
Make better sense and re-arrange,
I live in hope that I might find
A special force to hide behind;
One that grasps and shakes me true
And helps me again to live with you.

For it is true that times are hard
Plagued with myriads of broken cards
That lay in the tatters of fallen dreams.
It’s hard to see what all this means!

The gifts of life that we deserve
Are often held up in reserve,
Behind the mask that helps us live
We lay protected from those who give.
Shuttered behind our special force
We hear tapped signals in broken Morse;
They point me to the person who
Will help me again to live with you.

For it is true that times are hard
Plagued with myriads of broken cards
That lay in the tatters of delivered dreams.
It’s hard to see what all this means!

Tender moments in which we’re free
Remind us all how we can be
Without our masks, vulnerability seen
The world for a moment isn’t so mean
And through the love of caring grace
I find the energy to rejoin the race.
Thank you for being the one who
Helps me be me, and you be you.

For it is true that times are hard
Plagued with myriads of broken cards
But we are all we have, not dreams
It’s possible now to see what it means!

 

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David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )

Scanlon. D (2018) Poetry for Business : Continuing Conversations. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. ETERNAL OPTIMIST. Page Number 32.

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