Things started out hopeful,
All with smiles on their face.
A year has since passed,
Sorry, time to cut bait.
You fished and won,
A new opportunity.
Slowly and with vigor,
Progression with surety.
Then, suddenly, without warning,
Rug’s pulled from under you.
Searching the nooks and crannies,
To salvage anything good.
But, it’s useless you see.
Best was done, by far.
You, the beginner was forgiven,
Horse hasn’t left the barn.
So, pick yourself up,
Hold your head high.
It is tough cut bait,
But, new fish will swim by.
And, when they do,
Check the size of your hook.
If they’re too big to handle,
Don’t give them a second look.
And, if you don’t learn,
From the whoop-ass just given,
You’ll get canned in the process,
For that no one’s forgiving.
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Author:
WriteBeLight (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes, there is just no use. You just have to walk away, after having exhausted all avenues.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Really good poem. That saying rings so true for so many things! You did a wonderful job! Cute cartoon. Christina
Thanks Christina. It is frustrating to try to win every battle. But, one sometimes just has to surrender, with a hope that maybe something could change for the better. 🙂
ha ha i adore the ending......it is really hard to give up those projects that we have put so much time and effort into....but your poetry makes me laugh instead of cry about it! you add LIGHT to it :0)
Ha Ha. Thanks Jane. You are right. I try too hard sometimes when others would quit. I try to find a lesson in there somewhere, at least. Thanks for the comment!
Love this WBL..
Brilliant this is
My kind of poem.
Love the message
And its content..
Thanks so much P.H. Rose! 🙂
Light hearted and wonderful write
Thanks so much Tony!
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