Lessons

I don’t fake the life I live,  

Through storm and sun, I take and give.  

Some days I rise, some days I fall,  

Yet through it all, I stand tall.  

There are moments rich, moments lean,  

Days of struggle, nights unseen.  

The charts may dip, the waves may break,  

But I hold firm—my will won’t shake.  

Whiskey swirls in crystal glass,  

Reflecting lessons from the past.  

Numbers dance upon the screen,  

Dreams are carved from grit unseen.  

Bad days, broke days, highs and lows,  

The fire in me only grows.  

No retreat, no fear, no doubt—  

Every setback fuels my route.  

For wealth’s not just in coins and gold,  

But in the stories I have told.  

Through loss and gain, through win and strife,  

I keep on playing—this is life.