Be an optimist
IN LIFE it pays to look ahead
With optimism, not with dread.
Just leave to other worry-warts
The fears, the dread, the last resorts.
Don’t dray along to the pessimist’s beat
Who moans and groans, expects defeat.
Lift up those feet and stride along
To an upbeat optimistic song.
Be like the elderly couple who,
At seventy-five and eighty-two,
Just planted seven tiny trees
For bottlebrush blooms for birds and bees
And who’s to say they will not see
Each grow to a fine upstanding tree?