Elbow Grease Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

They are not disguised.
Or camouflaged before opened wide eyes.
Opportunities are there for all to see.
To have come and grab for everyone.
And not suggested.
For some there were none from which to pick.

Yet,
Many stood back undecided to await.
For their opportunities handed.
On blemishes free silver plates.
And a few familiar with using elbow grease.
With determination they should and would succeed.
Took their opportunities to care less,
How they came to arrive or who to impress.
Whether they appeared on paper plates.
Or tarnished silver platters.
What mattered?
Had been the opportunities to know them.
And how pleased they were to get them received.
Using initiative, determination.
Common sense and elbow grease.