I Take
My opportunities
I take my opportunities,
They may never reappear,
I hold them in both of my hands,
Before they disappear.
Up early in the morning,
The clocks move by the hour,
Take a walk, sing, and talk.
Have breakfast, then a shower.
I’m headed back home today,
After a glorious sojourn,
Spending time with loved ones,
So, I’m up before dawn.
I seize my opportunities,
Often, they seem rare,
No saying where they’ll take me,
Lives without care.
Akin to relaxation,
The free and open road,
Blue skies and the rolling hills,
I return to my abode.
We never know what’s coming,
The future’s a blank page,
Life’s a gracious gift I have,
As I gently age.
It’s all about the moment,
And opportunity,
I don’t know what’s coming,
I’ll have to wait and see.
So, will I remember,
Moments that have passed,
And will they stay beside me,
How long will they last?
© David Rudder
2022
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