Whatever Life Pulls From the Well

No one knows what tomorrow may bring,

It’s whatever life pulls from the well.

Some find days of glory,

Others find years of hell. 

Coin tossers at the wishing well,

Often pull up an empty pail…

Life isn’t based on magic,

So many pipe dreams fail.

Rain storms offer the best lightening,

Coldest days, the clearest views…

Winter the harshest darkness,

Yet Sunrises bring the greatest news.

Tomorrow holds untold promise;

Secrets the future will never tell…

Daily we wake up thirsty,

For whatever life pulls from the well.