Everyday Magic

I want to say it’s never too late,

To believe despite the years and

The aches and pains of being alive

Long enough to get the senior discount

On coffee at McDonalds without asking,

There is still time to be who I am.

I guess it’s a faith thing to believe

Morning mercies are real.

To even get out of bed

It is necessary to believe something

Is worth getting up to,

Something new may happen,

Even to take a breath I’ve

Never taken before.

After all, breathing itself is a miracle,

A bit of magic, and isn’t it a joy

To live with the possibility of magic

Every time you get out of bed