It seems I’ve lost a little steam,
I don’t feel like I’m on the team.

I can’t move to get off this funk,
perhaps it’s time to pack my trunk.

This happens every now and then,
the last time was; I don’t know when,

but when it did I pushed on through,
by finding something else to do.

Against the wall or on the ground,
go over, under, or around,

there’s more than one way, get things done,
and if I can I will have won!

© 2019 | Story by Cary Snowden | Illustration by Zach Clough | All Rights Reserved.

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