Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

(When life feels like a haystack, I still find my needle — eventually.)

My Needle in the Haystack”

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Do things ever go right?

For me, it’s a constant fight?

I try so hard day in and out;

Some days I just want to shout.

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Gosh darn it, doesn’t anything go right?

It’s like life picks me for a daily fight.

Try it this way, then try it like that —

Oops, I just stepped on the poor cat!

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It sure doesn’t take much to wreck a day.

There’s that rhyme that says, “Find a needle in the hay.”

If I can’t locate it on a table, how would I find it in the hay?

Who are they fooling? I’m going to bed and scrap today.

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Do things change the very next day?

I’m sleeping on my bed made of hay.

Ask me tomorrow if things get better.

I’ll say, “Maybe yes… but not to the letter.”

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I’ll try hard to make it right;

And hopefully avoid a fight.

Cat will forgive me for his poor tail,

And I’ll feel better without fail.

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So here’s to wishing you all goodnight;

Sleep peacefully, don’t let the bedbug’s bite.