Listen to the birds chirp when you rise in the morning Thank god that you got out of bed Today is a gift Ten years ago you prepared for no tomorrow Well, today has come and gone faster than you could say July 13th I reckon that today is just another day Carry on We come from the dust beneath an unetched stone Two weeks ago you were not ready to leave this life Today you do what needs to be done You overcome For today is temporary and the sun will rise again Just like you did today

Late fall in Ohio is a time of whimsy. When brittle blade leave their lofts, they come to their final resting place. My hands are stained of Paraphenylene diamine and my mind wonders. November arrives and our sighs become visible.