My Little Boat

I started in choppy waters
In my little boat
High waves and dark clouds
A struggle to stay afloat

Temporary relief came
When the sun came out
Soon more trouble though
Suffering from a drought

With only a few bad waves
Finally smooth sailing
But since the sun never shined
I felt like I was failing

Finally the sky cleared
When my mind say the light
When there were no troubles
I had created my own plight

I thought I had it beat
With happiness in my soul
But just as I was satisfied
My boat got a hole!

  • July 5, 2005