Wake Up and Smell the Coffee
Ask not about what the future may bring.
Whether sorrow shall reign or happiness ring.
Breathe deeply the aroma from life's belfry.
WAKE UP AND SMELL THE COFFEE.
Seek not to know when death shall call.
Whether bells shall toll or cardinals sing.
Instead find joy in each moment's acme.
Wake up and smell the coffee.
Think not about ghouls and banshees
Or wonder what makes hopes cloudy.
Rest your thoughts upon here and now.
Wake up and smell the coffee.
Worry not about why bereavement calls.
Do not dwell on words of war.
And if at days start your mind seems clogged,
Wake up and smell the coffee.
Be happy enjoying life's fragrant…peace.
Turn long-term goals into shorter leaps.
Set life's table with roses and daisies
Then, wake up and smell the coffee.
Steadfastly time steals; days pass away.
And memories too soon fade as well.
Trust not what bouquet the future holds.
Wake up and smell the coffee, today.
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
June 3, 2010
Poetic form: Carpe Diem (With a Kyrielle feel and a touch of rhyme…SMILES!)
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