A FICKLE DAME

Sol Finkelman (solthesage@geniepub.com)
Wed, 19 Aug 1998 18:44:19 -0400 

A FICKLE DAME

We humans face an unknown fate,
For fickle is Dame Fortune's gift;
At times it will each aggravate,
At times it will our spirits lift.

So we should all remember well,
When life goes tumbling up and down,
That truly only time will tell,
If She did smile or did but frown.

We have no choice but do our best,
With obstacles along our way;
To stand and face our human test,
And better instincts to obey.

Sol the Sage

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