Choices don’t always result in predicted joy.
Sometimes sparkling champagne lacks fizzle.
Hopes can deflate with a tendency to annoy.
Like eating a prime steak with lots of grizzle.
Great write here Theresa. In such a short format you make me look at my choices I've made......step back........and laugh at the grizzle.......Sometime you pay for prime rib...... and you get is......rump roast.... : O)
Your description suits well, I agreed. No wonder people make lots of choices only to be disappointed.9 it is!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This made me giggle, thanks :)