Another day

so, in the middle of the day when
the sun is out, I smell the new born
hay, an' I know life's been good to me
at where I'm standing for yet another
day

its struggle has left me for a while not
knowing where or when it will return
I cherish this brief moment in time as
I know it won't stay 'cause its forever
changing into something new ev'ry day

somethin' I've got to engage again  when
time blows its lonely horn, and when I hear
that lonely horn I will know time's come to me
with another test on a new day where I'm ready
to engage into the struggle, life is for yet another
day

(c) JR. 2018