What’s wrong with wearing pink-tinted glasses?
Face it—it’s hard today to walk without stepping in it.
And if you slip and fall—oh my! If only our inner
compass could be depended upon, if our
creative urges could steer us thru the dark,
find the light.
Should we throw down our tinted lens and fight
the tarantulas? The booby-trapped
life jackets? Don’t give in to despair they say, but
with luck my sword will slice thin air and not be
thrust back at me. The Drama Queen sits
beside her sister in tinted glasses, waiting for the
other shoe to fall. Oh my.