Chime Time

 

That's why I never look at anything that reminds

Of the smaller portion of life that still remains

For me to attempt on all that I can lay my hands

Be it art or song or whatever that my mind plans

Don't read me wrong, it's not that three aren't woes

But they're just thorns as I hold the precious rose

When I reminisce the lovely past and the peaceful present

I am only positive the future will also be pleasant

How are you calm, ask my friends, amid stress, 

The secret is in mind, they don't seem to guess.

A still hour of silence early in the dawn and late before bed

Gives me the strength to face the day ahead.

Live for the day, is what my doctor tells

Count your blessings, is what my teacher yells

If what I do or say comforts anyone in any way

That's all I need, I think it made my day

"He" has been so kind to me give all I wanted

Such a great blessing, I never take for granted.

Good people, good job, good habits and good times

Ample enough to count, every time the clock chimes