How can you count your blessings
When there are too many to count
Bring back the days of few
When few was fair amount

How can you smell the roses
When the nose’s full of smells
With a swollen belly and a heart that hurts
We torment ourselves with a choice of dessert

How can less be more
When you’ve never had less
Where the curve of diminishing returns steers
Fear unknown is the fear most feared

How can you count your blessings
When there are too many to count
Count them back - don’t count them alone
Count them slow - don’t count for more