Lemonade

It's not our fault

How life turns out

At time we have no control

On how it all unfolds

 

We may be going our way

All joyous and gay

Then out of the blue

Life just hits you

 

It may be a good thing

That makes your heart sing

But you have to leave it alone

Since you're set in a tone

 

That thing that is said

Is just stuck in your head

When with lemons you're paid

You just make lemonade

 

                                  S. Lancaster-Primus