Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Pretending, Because We Know...

Sometimes we must pretend to love
The modest moments of Today
While someone else is sporting gold
But we are offered gray on gray

And sometimes then, when we don’t feel
The smile we press upon our lips
And sportsmanlike try to conceal
The restless sigh that...oops, just slips

…then we pretend because we know
The ebb and flow of day to day
Will tuck into its come and go
The gold that waits after the gray

© Janet Martin 

I have a go-getter friend who had a knee replacement surgery and her patience in recuperation is being...'refined'
Hi Elaine:-)
Hugs and prayers!

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