Once More!

I could not ever say I hate my life

For if I were to say I hate today

I’d thus reject my children and my wife –

And I could never have a day so gray.

I must affirm the pain, the things I hate

To do, my money worries, tiny stresses

That always needle, grind, annoy and grate –

For smiles and Matchbox cars, chanklas and dresses.

I won’t resent the things I have to do,

Because I would resent the people I

Most love. I will not live so that I rue

My days – my loves I will not, can’t deny.

My “yes!” to life is also yes to pain –

And every sorrow is to my life, gain.