The problem that comes with high water,
It ceases to stay where it “ought-er.”
Beyond filling tanks,
It’s over the banks,
Requiring reports from flood-spotter.
Good start for my day is “bike-moving.”
It sorts out my mind so it’s grooving.
Add in that it’s fun,
And when I am done,
My outlook’s already improving!
When needing to make a decision,
Your mind provides you with a vision;
Of outcome that’s best.
You don’t know the rest!
Your guess is the closest precision.
When launching a wonderful project,
Remember your vision, your concept.
Things may go awry,
In spite of your “try,”
Stay true to your marvelous prospect!
The words you are sending or saying
Regarding some working or playing
Can perk up and cheer
The one who will hear
Your words may encourage their “staying.”
To live with the hard wind that’s blowing,
You must be intent on the “going.”
And may you receive
Some micro-reprieve,
That morphs knock-down times into “flowing.”
Getting the gift of a story told,
You listen close as the words unfold.
Trusted with sharing,
Known to be caring,
This time is surely a “piece-of-gold.”
You’ve gathered the right information,
Put time into your calculation
Of where you must be
And who you can see.
The trip now becomes celebration.
A great joy for me comes from biking.
Though it’s not to everyone’s liking.
Do what is your “Fun,”
You’ll feel like you “Won.”
Brings joy to your life that’s quite striking.
When change comes about and I feel sad,
My boat rocks and things seem to go bad.
And rather than miffed,
Could I find some gift
To name as “Appreciate-launch-pad?”
Commitment is often a hurdle,
Constraining, so much like a girdle.
See how you can fit,
Just one little bit,
To move you; remember a turtle.
So many years now long behind her,
She seeks an apt birthday reminder.
“View what you may see
“As best it can be.”
Who knows what adventures may find her!