Balancing

Teeter-totters keep him still,
every thought swaying his will,
forming visions of steep hills.
fears and doubts conquer his skills.
His income turn into bills,
constantly needing refills,
never remembering thrills,
self-pity guides his tear spills.

Takes a breath, confidence spills,
instantly feels joyful thrills.
All of his voids are fulfilled,
revenue exceed his bills,
He sharpens all of his skills,
efforts runs way past each hill.
Reaching goals steady at will
balancing life, being still.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy