Blunder Poem by Alexandra Motschmann

Blunder



I dropped a brick
and turn the swizzle stick
What a slapstick? !

I’d like to take a break
for my own sake
and eat a cheesecake.

Fun for the spectator
but not for the initiator
being a convertor.

Life isn't always a bowl of cherries.
nor of delightful blueberries
We choose the life’s ferries.

Welcome Murphy
embracing and see
his rigid lunacy

Humor the only way
to have fun and play
welcoming the day

Keep it in your mind
we always find
the beauty of mankind

Faults we have to make
for our own sake
and challenges to take.

The more we contemplate
we are the master of our fate
and move into a new gate

Let’s be like we are
and be our own superstar

Reach out to mainly prevent
and just be content

Monday, March 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: smiling
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