By Michael W. Raley
The wave of depression overwhelms me,
Casting me down to the ground.
I know today’s not going to be my day.
I’ll put on the brave face
And go through the day
Like an ox plowing a field,
Except I won’t break any new ground.
This wave is not an everyday occurrence,
But it has tendency to stick around
Longer than it needs to stay.
I know deep down that I choose my response,
Yet, snapping out of it is not easy.
As I live my life day to day,
I learn the lessons of defeat
Along side the sweet savor of the victories.
The wave may be at high tide today,
But even the strongest forces of nature subside in time.