We crane our necks and look to see what others need to do,
we look behind us wide eyed preachers, remember what they did.
The finger wags, the future dark and we don't sleep for worry.
Rest assured and wind your neck in, let the history go.
There's very little about our future that we're sure to know.
Stay here and now, this very moment, breathe deeply, soft' your brow.
Count your blessings one by one, allow your face to shine
There's nothing bad that can't be fixed...... and, death will come in time.
There's love and marriage, hugs and babies, friends and lovers too,
Enjoy it all with an open heart, each day comes fresh and new.
MgM
