I wish that I could hold onto that feeling of euphoria
From when things have gone my way,
Put it in a package
For some other rainy day.
I wish that I could bottle that feeling-
The taste of success that’s oh so sweet,
Save it for some other time
When I’m feeling totally beat.
When I work hard and accomplish
And fruits of my labor I do reap,
I wish I could stash away that great feeling
For a time I feel like I need to weep.
I realize though that in reality life’s not really like that.
We need to ride the waves - the ups and downs,
Many times we will feel like smiling
But understand it’s also okay to frown.
So we need to hold onto our achievements
And recognize our true worth - we should;
You don’t need to be floating
To about yourself feel good.
But after a long day,
Perhaps when things are about to blow;
It’d be great if I could grab that
Tall euphoria to go.
In the battle of shidduchim, I am a warrior. Every day is a fight for sanity, for clarity, and peace of mind. This is an uncensored account of my shidduch trials and tribulations –– the often emotional, sometimes poetic, confessions of a shidduch dater –– my colorful musings and reflections from behind the lines.
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