Time that we share is so fleeting,
Time for our news and great eating.
Our voices in song,
With right notes or wrong,
A tuneful addition to meeting.
Just what did you find from your outing?
As you looked around? Were you scouting?
What did surprise you,
With another view?
That home still fits you without doubting!
A challenge that comes when I’m riding,
Can often be solved by deciding,
To do just a bit.
Whatever will fit
To buck up resolve and stop hiding.
Think other than biking, I submit
Encouraging others to “com-mit”.
Commitment, though small,
Requires of us all….
To work with that focus, bit-by-bit.
Biking with head-winds for hours,
I know of restorative powers.
Blooms do give me hope,
A way I can cope.
The power of beautiful flowers.
When viewing some view for the first time,
That’s sprung forth from fast-growing enzyme.
I see fresh and new.
How quickly it grew.
I’m lucky to view life in full prime.
Ac-cu-mu-la-tions for “just-in-case”
May fill the corners within your place.
When they’re cleared away,
You’ll find that you may
Discover pockets of “space-with-grace.”
A stop as you pass a library,
On whim, or a trip necessary,
Will likely provide,
With what was supplied,
A pause that’s beyond ordinary.
When routine becomes repetitious,
When doing is just expeditious,
So, what can you do,
To fire-up anew?
And add just one spark that’s “delicious?”
The walking they do, I’ve admired,
I will do that too when required.
That will be my tack,
Then I can get back.
My need-to is that I’m flat-tired.
Finding yourself in a spot that’s bad,
Something that scares you or makes you mad.
Start thinking anew
On what you can do:
Creative thinking’s your launching pad.
I start out with much apprehension.
My thinking’s reflecting my tension.
And what I have found,
As we move around,
It’s Help. It’s the “screw-up prevention.”