Viewed as a glass half empty, not as a well half full
It is a small disturbance to the mind
To manage all these desert hours, with consideration
Of inheritance and legacy. And I’ll perhaps be glad
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A great piece Frank, in which you seem to be suggesting that there are times for optimism and times for defeat; that nothing is static. Our outlooks change as our experience change. You do this with such beautiful imagery. I am becoming a real fan of your work, as it throw up new experiences in which the reader travel to from their own world.
Great poem I believe at this waves in our life too and also that sometimes we have to end something to start something new and always after tears is smile which comes and always we are going farther through this life knowing more and more from the love pain and joy