Counterpoint

Hold on.
These storms will pass;
Just wait –

                                   

                                    What for?

                                    Some rescue?

                                    No!  Too slow.

                                    I shall endure –

                                    That’s different, though.

Hold on.

Good times will come;

Anticipate –

                                    I must?

                                    What we expect may never be.

                                    So seize the day;

                                    The now is all we have

                                    Before we turn to dust.

© Gill Dunstan
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