Happy Birthday to Me!
It is my birthday. Coy youth is gone – gratefully, most days—and I’ve taken to flirting with eternity, which as you know is so much vaster...and yet takes up no room at all.
But who can get out of the grip that time has around our hearts? It’s there like a pickpocket, till the last breath is gone.
So I wrote my own birthday song…sing along everybody:
EVERY LITTLE MOMENT COUNTS
Every little moment counts,
They’re all adding and subtracting,
Piling on conventional wisdom
But taking away, taking away
With each breath you’re breathing
Stealing a leaf from your measured days
It’s all we have, this time right here
It’s all we have, there’s no way to save it
Time slips through your hands
There goes one less remaining
Don’t divide what’s left but
Begin with reclaiming:
Reclaim the sky,
Sunshine and twilight
Reclaim the past
Every lonely midnight.
Reclaim the joy, the smiles you’ve been given
Reclaim it all, know you’re forgiven…
‘Cause time’s all you have
So give it away, spend like a sailor
Spread it around, it’s not about failure
Let everyone play
Give it all away…
‘Cause every little moment counts
Every last single one
Spend them all on love
Till you’re finally done…
Every little moment
Every little moment
Every little moment…counts
3 Comments:
Well Happy "29th", there, Ma'am. Many more.
Dympha
h a p p y
n i n e t e e n t h
‘Cause every little moment counts
Every last single one
Spend them all on love
Till you’re finally done…
Yea and Amen!
Pavarotti has said that he never knew a choir member who was depressed.
All sorts of objections and qualifications will come to mind, if you let them. Instead, sing your heart out, with zest...and Happy Birthday!
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