Along For the Ride
As I sit down to write my thoughts scatter.
What was important today doesn’t matter.
I spend all this time trying to find the right thing,
Outside my window I hear the birds sing.
I think of my purpose and where I shall go.
I planted some seeds in hope they will grow.
The sun hits the horizon and puts on a show.
Outside my window there’s much I don’t know.
I get up and get myself dressed.
Sometimes life is a constant test.
All I can do is to give it my best.
Things I can’t change I put to rest.
I write back to some friends their words make me smile.
Their words have beauty and grace and teach me of style.
I feel quite fortunate to have all of them around.
My heads in the clouds my feet on the ground.
I go outside to see what’s going on
The world looks the same though some pieces are gone.
I jump into my car and drive into the sun
My eyes shall see all that is to become.
I know that it’s early but no one’s around.
I listen but I seem to make the only sound.
Where once I was lost I seem to be found.
I haven’t a clue to where I am bound.
Life flies by and appears as a blur.
I take it all in even though I’m not sure.
It doesn’t really matter with hope at my side,
I just sit back and go along for the ride…
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