Fizz

My life feels like a champagne bubble headed for the top.
If not clung quiet to the side, it certainly will pop.

Every age before the current’s always been more brutal.
So, those who resent progress know all complaints are futile.

Yet moments come along that feel like ye olde chopping block.
A sense the boat you row is frail & cannot take the rock.

And though you never really know what brave acts have in store.
Some failure is a given when you shoot your shot for more.

If you’re  falling on your face, it’s still a forward motion.
So, grab your first aid kit & leap toward a hopeful notion.