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.
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.
His “sighting” occurred quite benignly,
It turned out to be quite untimely.
“Oh, look at that bird!”
The next thing I heard,
Was Bob having landed supinely.
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’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.
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.”
Slowly at levels I thought I’d hate,
Active, with goal to regenerate.
I think you’ll agree
I surely can be
Living quite fully at any rate.
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.
