So many things have come to pass

With a speed that has me reeling

Like uranium reaching critical mass

Mounting emotions gathering feeling

Each new day must be taken

One at a time in its order

So that nothing is mistaken

Or goes outside the border

Take each day and savor it well

Worry not for the morrow

The present day is like a silver bell

Make it sing with gladness not sorrow

We know not what tomorrow brings

It will take care of itself

Life is not like material things

Stored away forgotten on a shelf

You must live it with all its sorrows and joys

Take it as it comes to you

Make a racket make some noise

That will chase away the saddening blue