Most
of my adult life
I’ve
been told by some
who
are supposed to know,
one
day at a time. How else
is
one to live their life,
anyway,
recovering or not.
We’re
all in recovery, aren’t
we,
making it through
yesterday
mostly, then another
awakening
today. You are
here
as misfortune or luck
would
have it. And I, like-
wise
have managed to sur-
vive
all the grace and stupidity
I
could muster. Time passes
in
time, good and bad ride
on
the backs of seconds,
minutes,
hours, days and
years.
Gone are all the
great
ones along with the
unknowns.
Someone today
will
take it as it comes. One
day
at a time, some will say,
the
ones who will somehow
manage
to navigate that
banal
24-hour philosophy.
I
say, look both ways before
you
cross the street is how
I
got here. How many one
days
at a time does that take?
In
damn near 72-years I've
been side swiped a time or two,
but ain’t been run over yet.
been side swiped a time or two,
but ain’t been run over yet.
Chris
Hanch 10-17-18
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