Who Can Tell

You wake up in the morning And everything seems swell. The day is first unfolding, though, So who can really tell? Perhaps your daily exercise Goes slightly out of whack And suddenly there's stabbing pain All through your lower back. Or maybe, in an anxious state You think, for calming's sake, You'll take an aspirin but you pop The wrong pill by mistake. Or possibly, you leave to meet Friends in another state, But there's construction on the road And you're an hour late. No matter how the day begins, There's no way in the world To know what lies in wait for you As hours are unfurled.