when all the balls drop
pick them up with a smile
and let the last thing
they see be the sparkle in your eye
and your hands no longer grasping
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged failure, life lesson, poem, poetry on July 2, 2016| Leave a Comment »
when all the balls drop
pick them up with a smile
and let the last thing
they see be the sparkle in your eye
and your hands no longer grasping