Awareness

A silver lining on every cloud And nickels made of wood they say Seven years of bad luck you face For a baseball throw gone astray Do not walk under an upright ladder Or let a black cat cross your path And be careful of waking that sleeping dog Or swift and terrible the wrath Never be the third one on a single match Throw a penny in the wishing well Wish in one hand and crap in the other And see which one begins to swell Live for the moment, seize the day Live each day as if it’s your last Take the time to look at the sky, smell the roses Be aware of each moment as they go past