It would be a bitter pill
(bigger pill)
to have to swallow
if it all came down the same way
as before.
But though I’ve made some stumbles
(foolish fumbles)
sighs and grumbles,
still I’ve stayed the course,
put in the effort
done my time,
and tried not to be laid too low
by worry.
Uncertain future is my lot
and so I try again,
coached with buoyant words
(glorious to my ears)
that make me smile
and dream awhile
but not believe.
