What A Day Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Was getting excited
as the time drew near;
counted down the hours
they soon would be here.

A birthday celebration;
time to prepare the meal.
Finished the dessert
quick as a wink;
all was going well
then the sink
sprank a leak.

Made a call to the plumber,
cost was astronomical;
with only hours to go,
it was no longer very comical.
But I grinned and paid the bill
rather than ruin the whole day;
give it the potential to kill
my attitude along the way.

Similar events
played a familiar song,
but not this time
I wasn’t going along.
It would all work out
of that I had no doubt,
if I let it go and let it be,
had been here before
and this little glitch
wouldn’t get the best of me.