Fail
I tried so hard to quit:
Did my utmost to hang ‘em up,
Laboured long to let it go,
And strived to make it
Something-I-used-to-do.
I bent my will
To turn a corner
And after ceaseless struggle
Thought I’d found
A different path
And determined to walk it
Without a glance behind.
But everything about
The bike and all the life
That went with it
Just sounded wrong
When put into the perfect tense.
And so
I’ve slipped back into my old ways;
Willingly submitted
To the hard and fast rules
Of the road.
And I have to say:
Failing
Never felt so good.
*Big Smile*
Go for it Nick
Thanks, David – don’t worry, I will!
I love that ending: “failing never felt so good”! I’m going to make it my motto for the day!!
Then my work here is done! Thank you, John.