Making Sense

Donna Cavanagh
There are days when I understand the world
And the world understands me
Everything seems to make perfect sense
My life is where it seems it should be

But the world does not always make sense
Sometimes, I just have to hold on tight
The ride gets rough; nothing goes smoothly
Knocked off my feet; do I stay down or fight?

We are all going to face the moments
When nothing in our world makes sense
We are pushed down and dragged around
It becomes so hard to keep up the pretense

But our world will settle down again
The turbulence will end and our minds will clear
No longer wounded by doubt and confusion
We concentrate on living and not drowning in fear

Published by Donna Cavanagh

I like to make people laugh. My newest humor book "Reality: Fantasy's Evil Twin" is now available on Amazon. My other humor book "Life on the Off Ramp" and my poetry book "Poems for a Positive Day II" were...  View profile

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  • Lee Hansen8/29/2010

    Very nice writing and thoughts.

  • Sondra C8/14/2010

    very heartwarming!

  • Michael Hollingsworth8/11/2010

    Valleys are there so that we can better understand and enjoy the mountains. Thank you for sharing this poem.

  • Ruth Cox aka abitosunshine8/11/2010

    This, too, shall pass, and we will be the stronger and the wiser for the experience. Thanks for the timely reminder.

  • Debbie Gavazzi8/11/2010

    Kinda reminds me of when I'm always telling my children "see you worried over nothing". Great poem.

  • Mike Powers8/9/2010

    Wonderful poem, Donna!

  • Susan Jane8/9/2010

    Sensible! Sorry I've been an absent responder.

  • Theresa L.8/9/2010

    Great job, Donna.

  • Sandy James8/9/2010

    Patience is a virtue. Nice one.

  • JerseyNana8/9/2010

    Excellent job on this one, Donna!

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