"How can you be so positive
with everything so bad?
When folks are so unkind
and all those doctors make you mad?"
"It's easy!" I assure them.
'Cuz one thing makes it okay.
I wake up every morning,
and I'm breathing every day!
When I can't move a muscle
and can barely lift my head,
I think of all the folks I've known
who now are gone, yes, dead!
No matter what my problem is,
and if I stand or lay,
I'm thankful that my mind still works
and I'm breathing every day!
So how am I so positive,
When things sometimes seem bleak?
It's easy, 'cuz my breathing
keeps on going every week!
Oh yes, I have a choice!
I can be miserable and whine;
Be mean to folks around me,
Be demanding and unkind.
But who would make that choice,
when there's a better way to be?
I mean, who's breathing every day
and writing poems?...ME!
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 8:08 AM UTC
"How can you be so positive
with everything so bad?
When folks are so unkind
and all those doctors make you mad?"
"It's easy!" I assure them.
'Cuz one thing makes it okay.
I wake up every morning,
and I'm breathing every day!
When I can't move a muscle
and can barely lift my head,
I think of all the folks I've known
who now are gone, yes, dead!
No matter what my problem is,
and if I stand or lay,
I'm thankful that my mind still works
and I'm breathing every day!
So how am I so positive,
When things sometimes seem bleak?
It's easy, 'cuz my breathing
keeps on going every week!
Oh yes, I have a choice!
I can be miserable and whine;
Be mean to folks around me,
Be demanding and unkind.
But who would make that choice,
when there's a better way to be?
I mean, who's breathing every day
and writing poems?...ME!