.you know those days...

Do you ever have those moments?  Times when you feel in over your head.  When you feel spread a bit thin. If those days appear here, and they sometimes do, I try my best to shake them off...quickly.  One proven way is to open the back of my planner where, with well worn tape and affection, is this poem I found many years ago.  

It always makes me pause, smile, and begin to surface for air.

Blessings

occur.

Some days I find myself

putting my foot in

the same stream twice;

leading a horse to water

and making him drink.

I have a clue.

I can see the forest

from the trees.

All around me people

are making silk purses

out of sow's ears,

getting blood from turnips,

building Rome in a day.

There's a business

like show business.

There's something new

under the sun.

Some days misery

no longer loves company;

it puts itself out of its.

There's rest for the weary.

There's turning back.

There are guarantees.

I can be serious.

I can mean that.

You can quite

put your finger on it.

Come on.  Your smiling, aren't you?

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