I love an old adage
From friends tried and true
If ever there’s too much
to think about and to do

“Don’t fret about it…”
Worrying constantly
and tied in a wad

To be anxious is wearing
A devouring monster
Who seeks to consume

Hear words of comfort
Life’s seasons all pass
There much to give thanks for
Let it go, “Now don’t fret!”

Charlotte-Anne Allen