Grape Poem by Elena Plotkin

Grape

Rating: 4.5


Troubles come in bunches
But I am not one to ever gripe,
Of course hanging around in the trenches,
One can't avoid hearing a lot of tripe.
Everyone seems sour about something,
But I say 'good news can travel a vine just as fast.
A change in attitude can be the start of everything,
And watch the good stories and times that'll be amassed.'
For really, it is our outlook on life that makes us so heavy,
That we gladly turn to bottles and vats of wine or champagne.
All we need is to stop thinking that our future has a levy,
And no one will ever get stomped on or feel pressed ever again.

(c)2015 Copyright Elena Plotkin

Thursday, July 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fruit,optimism,fruits
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