I Get This Feeling
Sometimes I get this feeling
My lot in life is unappealing
Envisioning melancholy thoughts
Stomach is all tied up in knots
But then again, it could be worse
Don't want to occupy a hearse
No, no, that just will not do
Have to adjust my point of view
A full-time job is a beautiful thing
For a chance to grab the brass ring
Being a man of a certain age
Don't want to be in a squirrel cage
Thankful for what I'm blessed with
Money equals happiness is a myth
My woman, my family, my health
Makes me a man of extreme wealth
For I pray the twenty-third Psalm
Rough seas cease and grow calm
So I depend on God's good grace
He provides and my worries efface
poem by Charles Hancock
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