Things That We Can Change, And What We Cannot Poem by RIC BASTASA

i choose the
color of my shirt

perhaps

i can also choose
the color of my
mood

i guess i can
deny a present grief

hide it from myself
and then

tell myself that
for now

i have decided
to be happy just like

the way i set aside
a black shirt because

i can choose to wear
white

a friend of mine
laughs at this

for today it is
raining

and he asks me
if i can change the
rain

and have a sunny
day instead.