Oh hello there, internet stranger
For sending this my way
It has been quite a shitty morning
And this might just make my day

What you say about rainbows and gold,
Somehow it all makes sense
Worrying about losing creativity
Has me at my wits end

But the poem made me see
That I should just think free
Not worry about things
I yet can’t see
But keep my eyes
On my pot of gold
Keep moving forward
Even if I’m not yet at the goal