#PoemOfTheWeek

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Guess who’s back…back again 🎶

How are you feeling about your choices this month??? I’m not gonna let you think about that too hard as I’ve got another poem for ya, here’s

Foreboding by Ellen P. Allerton

I will not look for storms when skies are glowing,
With hues of summer sunsets painted o’er;
When all my tides of life are softly flowing,
I will not listen for the breaker’s roar.

I will not search the future for its sorrows,
Nor peer ahead for lions in the way,
I will not weep o’er possible to-morrows—
Sufficient is the evil of to-day.