Problems

[Robert Harrison]

PROBLEMS, WHAT PROBLEMS

I dislike writing of mans many woes
For I know that men have many.
And if we tried to solve them all
Soon men would not have any.

All our woes will give us strengths
As we solve them little by little.
The small ones will all soon disappear
What is left we give neither jot nor tittle.

All have ten bottles standing on a wall
And we wander how to get rid of them.
But we find a way as we always do
Soon our bottles become none and not ten.

Problems are all there for us to solve
So let us turn them all to challenges.
And one by one with the help of a friend
We can all say I am the one who manages.

We will wonder what all the fuss was about
As we sit down and shake our head.
Looking at life through a new pair of eyes
Wondering why we wished we were dead.

No problem is as big as we make it out to be
There is always someone worse off than us.
And as we have been there and come out fine
We say CUM ON LAD LETS AV NO FUSS.

So in understanding we take them aside
Sit them down and with questions so subtle,
We will listen with kind sympathetic ear
Until their problems are down to one bottle.

Problems, what problems you want to know
Ive no problems they were all turned to challenges.
And by knocking down the bottles one by one
I replaced them with baskets filled with successes.

 

[Rupert]

There is a lesson to be learned here. Nice work, Keep knocking them down.
Rupert.