Treasure Island

David Bennett

(Manchester)

'A BLESSING IN DISGUISE'


'A BLESSING IN DISGUISE'

What is a blessing in disguise?
A kick in the teeth?
Or a Goldon Surprise!

You look and you think life is not very nice,
But maybe it may soon open your eyes,
To something that's better over the hill,

Sometimes it may be hard to swallow the pill,
But life often brings out its magic wand,
Then your life will be back on song,

So next time you think you have been dealt a bad hand!
You may very well be sighting dry land,
The tunnel is long, but lights at the end,
It may look so bad in another guise,
But it may well be a Blessing in Disguise.


David Bennett. x

Submitted: Monday, December 29, 2008

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