Life gave me lemons, too many for my two bare hands.
Some fell and got squished. Some were too rotten to keep.
Still, I held on to them tightly till both hands were too sore. But I found that they were all crawling with ants.
I shooed them away and peeled their skins off. I squeezed them for a quick taste only to pucker and cringe.
But still, I kept on devouring upto the very last drop
for though there was some bitterness, the lemons were all I've got.