Perspective
There were once three sisters:
Sad, Mad, and Glad.
They all seemed quite different
Owing to the attitude they had.
Sad was always pining
That she never had true friends.
She never thought to look beyond
Her very own bitter ends
Mad was always raging
Offended at every turn
Even little thing
Would make her stomach churn.
Glad was simply glad
Singing her way through life
Never did she look upon
Her bad luck with any strife.
And when the time had come
For life to take them back
Sad died sad
Mad died mad
And Glad died very glad.
We may find ourselves
In these sister’s shoes
Raging at the littlest things
Or stuck with solemn blues.
We don’t have to be this way,
We can always choose
To have sunshine in our lives
And to have positive views
Written by: Aubry Spaulding
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