In these times of trouble
Don't always expect a struggle
Just let your sail fill with air
Forsoon the coast will be clear
Attack the task at hand
Until you reach dry land
Now your trouble is far behind
So you can ease your worried mind
In keeping those fears at bay
You can enjoy this beautiful day
And rest your head instead
Until it's time to go to bed
You'll enjoy a good nights sleep
Without the need of counting sheep
For without all the second guessing's
You'll find your busy counting blessings