Praises love to sing, “move on, move on.”
And we all trudge along, “By-gones be gone.”
We chant to no one, “Welcome fall, summer, winter, spring.”
And chant to ourselves, “Oh how good we have been.”
Loyal answers to follow, “It depends dot dot and so on.”
Magic in melodies, “With no wards, comes no qualms.”
Mindfulness welcomed, “Mi casa es su casa.”
In the development of a whim, “The end is where we begin.”
3:40 PM, 01/09/2022, Sunday