Let sleeping storms lie

cute puppy, note, poetry

Years ago I wrote myself a note. Luckily the dog didn’t eat my home-worth.
I’ve endeavoured to follow its call, but case you can’t read my scrawl…

Don’t let your worries swarm
into a mind-blowing storm
As the clouds begin to build
Stop feeding them ill-will
Pause before they form

Live a Sunny Life today
Choose Happiness night and day!

emotions, control