Little things no longer cause despair,
Though my daily vexations be rife;
Let the wind ruffle and muss my hair,
Rain on my parade -see if I care!
I've made my peace with Life
While the neighbor's dog barks through the night,
Why not join in with your drum and fife!
Yesterday, those moments would incite
Anger, but now I calmly recite:
I've made my peace with Life
In my woe, prayers to Heaven I'd send,
Each time, their denial cut like a knife;
And slowly I came to comprehend
Some rules of Life were not meant to bend;
I've made my peace with Life
Love never found its way to my door,
Never would I be the envied wife;
Too tired to fight, too proud to implore,
I'm no longer engaged in this war;
I've made my peace with Life
What did I achieve when I complained?
The rallying of more woe and strife -
Dark clouds hid the sun,and it still rained;
Now from undue stress I've been unchained......
I've made my peace with Life
An admirable work. Particularly liked the 3rd and last stanzas. The poem underlines a very important message: Now from undue stress I've been unchained...... I've made my peace with Life
Can we really make peace with Life? It can be such a troublemaker, ha. But at times it can also be wonderful. What a dilemma. But we must make the best of it. Thank you for taking time to comment. I appreciate that. Lora
While the neighbor's dog barks through the night..... why not take up your 22 caliber rifle and make it right! ? just a suggestion! bri (:
Would the same solution apply to persons who leave weird comments about my poems? ? ? Just wondering, ha.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the title of this one got my attention, lora. i'm reminded of my poem titled aging as ascent and, on the barking dog, of billy collins' humorous poem titled why i don't keep a gun in the house. -glen