SONNET: PROBLEMS (Sonnet)
Solving our problems ‘tis isn't quite enough
We have to unearth and uproot its seed.
Problems in life are up to make us harsh;
If we mind the lawn but retain the weed.
It isn't easy at all to go with the flow,
Life complexities are mind astounding!
Let's safe-guard everything good that we just know;
And let's not fret much on woes and stressing.
Man's heart and brain are so dear successively
And worrying much causes health problems unneeded;
I don't know why we worry so excessively;
And bear in our souls much burden unheeded.
That's human nature, I discern, aft' all,
Give yours to Jesus and He won't let you fall.
Dorian Petersen Potter
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