“Life is fair”
(they never said)
“A walk in the park!”
(like they never crowed)
“A picnic of strawberries and cream!”
(as though they never crooned)

And yet for all its anguish
life is still precious

..with….every..ragged…breath.. you.. take

©Vivian Zems

Poets United– Midweek Motif- Picnic