Connie Webb

Life Really Is Good - Poem by Connie Webb

I know this person
Who is so negative
And every time I talk to her
I find myself having to convince her that
Life really is good.

If I tell her about the good things in my life
She starts to tell me about all the bad things in hers.
If I tell her to hope for better days
She complains she will be waiting a long time.

Each connection with her
Tries my patience.
I want to scream at her:
Go outside
Who cares if it’s raining or snowing
And breathe in the fresh air!
Get out of your home
Go for a walk and think about
All you have to be grateful for.
I hope you see someone in a wheelchair
Who doesn’t have the ability to walk like you do,
And I hope you see a smile on their face as they say
“Good day.”
I hope you see a little girl holding her big sisters hand
As they skip across the street together.
I hope you see a little boy getting help from a neighbor
To get his cat out of a tree.
I hope you see an elderly woman
Holding onto the arm of her adult son
Both of them smiling proudly.
But I don’t tell her these things
And just try to convince her that things will get better soon
In spite of all that she says is not so good in her life.

I’ve often thought of no longer talking to this person
But she is a reminder to me of how good life really is
With each negative thought she blurts out
I can counter it with a positive one
And that keeps me knowing
Life really is good.

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Comments about Life Really Is Good by Connie Webb

  • (3/29/2007 3:50:00 PM)

    Try this one time: Just because today is messed up,
    you get to try again tomorrow! ... or the next day!
    It beats the hell out of the alternative !
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 9, 2006

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