When faced with troubles, doubts, or fears,
I’ve learned to not let them bring tears.
Instead, I analyze and assess,
To find a solution, I do my best.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Emotions can be like a stormy sea,
But with a clear mind, I sail free.
I navigate through highs and lows,
With logic as my compass, it shows.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In moments of anger, frustration too,
I take a step back, to think it through.
Reacting in haste seldom pays,
So, I choose to tread calm, steady ways.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Life is filled with twists, surprises, and bends,
But with a steady mind, I make amends.
Each decision, a step I take,
With rational thought, I choose not to break.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, I’ll continue along this path I’ve found,
Where logic and reason are always around.
Emotions have their place, it’s true,
But with a clear head, I’ll see things through.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
by Walking Shadow Poetry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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