Sometimes we don’t fee that we’re dealt
The cards that we thought were in our deck.
They somehow tend to fall in a different order
And choke us, like a noose around our neck.
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you have done a good poem in simple but delivering firm....a pot of gold yu may end up to steal........ great write.
lucks works both ways..........some times you are handed a pot of gold sometime a undeserved noose..............Good Write............