Every day I move from my bed,
Stretch my body and shake my sleepy head,
I find it harder to be alert once November,
passes winter to December.

"Really?" you ask, "why is that?"

Dark is as dark does, clouds absorb the sun,
I find rain a constant companion, walk or run,
It is a journey every day I leave my home,
Wetting my appetite is easy to do, pick a puddle
to splash through.

Too may walkers and runners get hit,
Drivers drive too fast, in their prescribed induced states,
Pedestrians take their chances, do you believe in fate?
or more??

Watch out for the other guy or we might find you
victim of a drive by hit and run, the carnage and dismay,
lack of compassion or skill I'd say.

"Since when is one life worth more than any other?"

The hits we hear about, the near misses are many more,
silence does not keep score.
Wear something bright, brighter than an idea,
Do not rely on those behind the wheel.
So wear white
or something brighter
like the morning sun
on your walk or your run or ride
Be as white as reflected light, so you are seen,
as plain as day, run/walk,ride seriously injury free,
I pray.