On this good morning
There are few worries
It’s a new day
The bad we slay
What are we going to do today
Lots of fame and little dough
Life can be though
It’s a mystery
Unimaginable events
Gave tongue, support marriages
Fancy riding on carriages
A full schedule,
Busy schedule,
Full office drawer
A happiness newspaper
Hopefully no one on the side
Training, training –
Without taking the legs
Or children into bags
Miracle stones
Living bones
A soap opera, yet series
or just,
The oh-so-familiar peace mission
