There is good news, bad news and sad news.
Today was sad news.
It’s just not fair,
And because I care, yes really care,
I feel so tempted to just shed a tear.
But that won’t serve a drot,
Or oil the wheels of dreams,
For times of darkness,
Ah never as they seem.
For all journeys never have a plan,
Nor time nor destination,
For so it’s been to come and then to go,
Since the birth of all creation.
And so I must value what has been before,
And what is still to come.
Remembering all the happiness
And all the blessed fun.