A shift in the way of proceeding,
Requires that I notice my reading,
Of how that day goes.
The difference shows,
There’s more than one way of succeeding!
A change that you’d name as frustrating,
Providing a shift that’s creating
Drier, safer trip.
Temporary blip.
Your route to adventure awaiting.
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.”
Activities, plus time for biking,
Variety—that I am liking.
It is very true,
That what you can do,
Depends on the balance you’re striking.
I pedal with fun and with liking,
My bike that I ride as I’m biking.
Though nearly the same,
I loudly can claim
The change that I feel is quite striking.
I’m viewing the wonder of new sights,
Flowers, and ocean, and mountain heights.
Magnificent—true!
Still, visits with you
Are brightest for me, beyond city lights.
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!”
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.
What happens when you are assuming?
When you’re sure you know, you’re presuming?
Your not checking facts,
Adversely impacts,
A chance that might not be resuming.
Holidays “wrapped” with old usual,
Can make me feel quite confusional.
Made quiet and spare,
With things that show care;
Holidays can be quite beautiful!