Are there mornings you wake when your path isn't clear,
When the voices you care about buzz in your ear,
When the looks on coworkers' mugs fill you with fear,
When more distance seems truly much better than near,
When life's storms are survived but no rainbows appear,
Are you tempted to ask, 'Where got meaning? ! '
When you find keys you've lost are just where they should be,
When the birds that are singing all boycott your tree,
When new lottery winner got his ticket free,
When the girl you're in love with hates your poetry,
When sweet dream coming true scares your inner baby,
Are you wondering then, 'Where got meaning? ! '
Well my guess is life's meaning is born in your smile,
Can't be kidnapped by Arabs that sail on the Nile,
Or 'friends' secretly hoping that you'll go senile.
When you make do with resources there all the while,
When you find path to joy even on desert isle,
No mistaking it now, 'You're the meaning! '
Long Tooth
April 2,2016
either coworkers' OR i guess one coworker has more than one mug. maybe face and coffee mug, both (in which case, i'd use looks) ? i like the rhyming, but i think you left out some words, and maybe you meant to? bri :)
When the keys that you've looked for were where they should be, When the birds that are singing all boycott your tree, SEarching for meaning. and finally you are the meaning....... very good poem. searching for meaning is a perennial search of human beings. thank you dear poet for this great poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well, this is a wonderful write...good flow and a beautiful thought in its simple form...thank you much sir