no excuses

I was talking with my subconscious the other day
He called, just to say hello
Checking in to make sure I’m still there
As if the weather wouldn’t whoosh by
Freezing things from here to the river
Keeping them in hibernation mode till spring

The seasons change
Everything changes

I unwrapped the gift of the present
& was ever-so-grateful
For that loving subconscious reminder
That today is all we get
Tomorrow isn’t promised

So long as there is air in the lungs
We can carry onwards
Over and under
Beyond the rushing glen

Down and around
The muck and the mire
So long as we have a friend

Even in the darkest hour
Just sixty minutes long
Provided you can focus your attention
On the lyrics to that beautiful song

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