It seems to me that, on an average, life-spans loom
As prime examples of the attitudes we groom.
And each becomes a personality dictate,
Which then is flatly viewed by others as a trait.
Distinctly, one is always fun to have around;
Whose smile, demeanor, prone to laughter always found
To lift our spirits, lighten loads, gets us to smile,
And do it so spontaneously it does beguile.
The other is that typical Old Meanie type
Who never has a thing to say that’s not a gripe;
Who is no fun to be around, to listen to,
Who fosters moods, depression, attitudes to rue.
So when the former passes, it was much too soon;
The other, upon passing, will gain a different tune.
Your life is what you make it, especially attitude;
For that will make or break it, assessment tried and wooed.
The strange part is, each trait becomes a standard now;
If either one would want to change, they won’t know how.
So understand, you are the one who has to choose;
With one, you win, big time; the other one, you lose!
© Richard Williams