Friday, February 18, 2011

One day at a time

My father said:
Every day when I wake up
I'm happy I can see
Atleast as far as my hands
Have no wracking cough
Can savour my sugarless tea
Pace the ten feet
Of my room
Thankful for the heart
That still beats
The hands that can still punch out
Your cell number
Hold the tumbler
And feed myself
Glad not to have to chase dreams
My own or someone else's
Not to have to draw up plans,
Take it one day at a time
And finally understand
With the force of a revelation
What the seer meant
When he said:
"You have no tomorrow.!"

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