The joy, sweet joy each morning brings
The sun’s awake and nature sings
I hear the sounds each raindrop shouts
While running down the gutter spouts.
The rush of water splashing by
Inspires the rainbows in the sky
Though early morn seems cold and bleak
It has a voice that needs to speak.
We are alive and truly blessed
Awaiting life at God’s behest
With so much more we’ve yet to taste
There’s not one moment left to waste !
Tis harsh to think that all I’ve done
Returns to me as one by one
Each injured ligament or bone
Calls out to me and not by phone
But loud and clear I hear my name
I’d rather do without this fame.
My body creaks, each inch an ache
Sometimes I think I’m gonna’ break
Oh how I wish that I’d been smart
And taken care to do my part
To keep my body free from harm
Protect my shoulders, back and arms.
I wish I hadn’t fallen down
Thank God I managed not to drown
There is no message I can give
I can’t advise you how to live
Except to tell you this today
For what we’ve done we’re bound to pay !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 