I got lucky
A weary worn out start to the day.
Things to be done seem too far away.
A sip of coffee, a pill or two.
Get on the phone to talk to you.
Up and at it and on my way.
The game of life is now at play.
I arrived on time as arranged.
I walked in, my luck had changed.
An angel stood there ready for me to meet.
She kindly greeted me and led me to my seat.
Some days God shines down on you.
And basking in the light is all you can do.
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