it's okay, it's going
to be okay.
you ask every day if it's better, I'll learn
to give you the honest answer you want, instead
of the lie my mind has wormed into flesh and blood
and convinced me of, because
it's okay, and it's going to be.
I know, I know it is
it's been okay now for decades plus
my worst always gets the better of us,
and I'm sick of it.
Let's throw now away,
and leap to the fact that
it's going to turn out.
it always does.
it's okay, and it's going
to be okay. You knew it was.
with hardly a doubt
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years. Try the RANDOM button to sample the sometimes surprising breadth of quality (and in several Novembers, breathtaking quantity as well), or click the "ANY GOOD" label* for those poems labeled with it. On any poem, old or new, feel free to offer your remarkable insight or critical acumen.
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