PEACE &GRUMBLE. #reflections#lifesketches#choices#

The easiest outlook is a complaint

In times of turmoil as the heart grows faint

A grumble may come out quite smoothly

As on the surface it quietly grows

Deeper still it is a drain

A drain from which I dread to tread

Though tread would seem like a saunter by the beach

Or better still a brisk to yet reach

The gardens yonder in the cool of afternoon breeze

So my tongue for now I choose to hold

Still as complaint may escape and fold

Into treacherous twists and the heart make cold

Cold as nights that stray into winter

Winter for now at bay will I keep

Hence peace in place of complaint may sleep.

PePa