Sang-froid

I sang a song
Of constancy and
Of betrayal but these
Are beyond my simple
Grasp as I who have studied
Guile am not able to see what
Lies before me and my only
Defense is a song in my
Heart of joy adventure
Love and friendship
Which I gladly and
Freely give and
Too easily
Believe
True,
My only
Strength of
Nature is my own
Sang-froid in the sour
Face of the unexpected
Which is to say I am aware
But do not react until another
Time to what surprises me.
Perhaps I am a bit thick
And slow to react but
My old coach’s sage
Advice reminds the
Fool did not know
It could not be
Done so he
Went
Ahead
And did it,
I just hope it
Is the right thing
Though whatever
May happen I revel
In the excitement
Playing my fate
Card by card
Unable not
To smile
And
Laugh,
Perhaps
Too many
Board games
As a child of any
Age too eager
To roll the
Dice to
Tempt
Fate.