Happy Hour
Let’s get together to workshop our souls,
then toss our past regrets back in their bowls.
Though life’s a lottery, full of calamity,
we are the agents of all of its amity.
Choices we make determine our ends.
Fate’s only responsible for its trick bends.
You bring the biscuits and I’ll provide wine.
We’ll discuss life as we sip and we dine.
No better remedy for life’s aversions
than hors d’oeuvres and drinks to provide our diversions.
Prompt for today are workshop, lottery, biscuit, calamity and agent.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Lovely poem
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Good poem ! Biscuits and wine seems better !👍🤝
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Made me laugh.
And long for your
Hospitality.
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You had me at the image 🙂
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