The care that you take for the fitting
Of clothing in which you’ll be sitting,
May take you some time.
So, find what is fine,
Then you can keep riding, not quitting.
It’s one of those times that is freeing,
When noticing what I am seeing:
The dark and the light,
Are sharp in my sight.
Awareness enhances “whole-being.”
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!
They started their day with joint venture.
A bike ride would be their adventure.
By hitting a hole
That changed out his role.
The cyclist became a backbencher.
While you’re on the road to improving,
You may find you’re very slow-moving.
I’ll tell you, my Friend,
Since you’re on the mend,
Hang in there! You soon will be “grooving.”
My outlook is really quite crabby.
My words are impatient and jabby.
Because I might bite,
Perhaps I should write,
Consult with the expert “Dear Abby!”
When trying is quite ineffective
I CAN take a route that’s corrective.
And ask for your “hand”
With what I have planned.
Results now are good, not defective.
My birthday time has been quite thought-filled.
With rambling-musing, not plot-filled.
Reviewing the years,
With joy and with tears.
Important for me, and not fraught-filled.
Life can get heavy and serious.
Mindset can be deleterious.
Have fun and go play,
To brighten your way.
Remedy clear! Not mysterious.
With your heart open and generous,
Beware of hackers most venomous.
Connect with a call.
Before we befall
Their wiles; which turn out to be virtue-less.
When you’ve had a day that seems hateful,
When worries fill more than a plateful,
Acknowledge those woes.
Notice those lows.
And then shift your thinking to “Grateful.”
Task’s lost momentum, I think I’ll quit.
Inner self will surely throw-a-fit.
So what can I do,
To see the task through?
Now is the time I can recommit.