As seasons change it gets so easy,

To take on more things that promise change,

The day starts with beauty and strength,

The day progresses with me in the mix,

They flow and drain,

Build and clear,

Plans are made and plans are broken,

I woke up today feeling like a sack,

Once in a while it all comes back,

To my daily grind,

As life moves and I learn more,

I feel the pressure to adjust and be serious,

The start of a day,

Should be out and about,

Am moving up and about,

I miss those times of careless freedom,

Ideas and pathways will emerge,

New things and people will surround,