Some days I don't have much "spark".
It seems my mind is stuck in "park".
I must need a "pick-me-up"
Or put more coffee in my cup.
Some days I am just a "klutz"
And "trip" on even tiny ruts.
I think I need to laugh at me
And enter my day merrily.
When my day is "out of sync"
I'lll shrug it off without a blink.
What's the use to fuss and whine?
It's much more fun to laugh than pine!
© 2010 Arlene Schwartzkopf