Another Day

 
 
I stand before the mirror each day
And squinting, wonder what to say
Then comes to me this bit of truth
I was much thinner in my youth

In days gone by I had more hair
I had more muscles everywhere
But now I flex in boyish pose
Still wondering why this tummy grows

Oh well, I say, it’s not so bad
I’ve still got teeth, that makes me glad
And blessed I am to see this sight
At least I’m standing here, upright

And then I look into those eyes
That look right back with no disguise
Then I remember what to say
As I begin another day

Come on, let’s go, let’s wash that face
Let’s greet this day with warm embrace
It’s time to bend our knee to pray
And give thanks for this awesome day.

© James O'Brien

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