Fragile Sunday – A poem.

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I’m feeling rather fragile now,

a bit lacklustre, flat somehow.

I’d like to lift my mood a bit,

To have a laugh, enjoy a skit,

But life’s become a trial today,

A day of reckoning coming my way.

So I’ll roll up tight, into a ball

and see what Monday has in stall.*

 

I didn’t realise but the phrase “To have something in stall” i.e. something in store, something coming up, is a UK English expression! Well, you learn something new every day.

FOWC with Fandango β€” Reckoning

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/03/rdp-sunday-trial/

https://swimmersweek.wordpress.com/2019/03/03/laugh/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/03/fragile/

 

 

 

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