We all love someone who’s good company,
The cheery soul who turns on all our lights
And has a flashing smile abundantly
So never gets in any stupid fights.
But what is it that makes this person smile
While others, with the same experience,
Will frown and grumble, say life’s awful, vile
And cannot see the crucial difference
Is in their heads and not in outside life?
Internal hassles and confusions fill
Some minds with grievances. Resentment’s rife.
The outside world for them’s a bitter pill.
Remember one old saying wins the prize:
‘When winter come, de flies is wise: dey dies.’

12 September – Sonnet For Luca by Robert Lefever