I know, when things get me down, it's
best for me, not to fret or frown! Not to
let myself, dwell on what's been, will
help, to get me out, of the mood, I'm
in! What good does it do, to get upset,
when I can't change, the course of time.
I, have to put my thoughts, elsewhere, to
make it easier, for my mind! I really don't
want, to let myself, get into things, I have
no control of. I'd like to think, my guardian
angel, is watching over me, from above!
In due time, I hope I'll learn and take it, for
whatever it's worth. No more will I fret, no
more will I frown. I'll just let myself, come
back down, to earth!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem