Yet Another Day, I Pray

Today, ah today for safe passage I pray,

through time even though I have no place

in particular to go. No fires out of control,

I pray this day; no tornadic winds to level

these walls. May the plumbed pipes under

pressure remain contained. And from room

to room may I roam without fear of falls,

contusions or fractured bones. May my two

pups nap sans distress or upheavals as

well today. Ah, today, for safe passage

through time, I pray. And to sleep well

tonight, awakening on the morrow, fraught

more than likely with constipation and a

few more aches and pains; yet another day

advancing me once again into the rickety

confines of old age pretty much the same.

Chris Hanch 11-26-17