Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Stock Squawk

Serenity was all she sought,
As elusive as happiness was,
With tears, she was wrought,
A life of regret, she deemed.
Anticipation, however, kept her on,
A brighter tomorrow, she yearned for,
Fearlessly, grabbed the bull by its horn,
One happy day and her heart began to soar.
Things in years can change,
In an instant from bleak to bright
For smiles, tears can be exchanged
Love can work its way on even the trite.