Today just another day
Until I meet tomorrow
Yet I greet each day in smiles
I leave behind no sorrow
Once I worried that
Yesterday would never come
So I waited in trepidation
For the setting sun
But now I know that
Each day is a special day
Each day borrowed just for me
And I wait for the morning sun
A day anticipated with my glee
And should one day I not awake
Not there to see the rising sun
I know on earth my work is done
March 3, 1938 is past
Another birthday another blessing
I was 22 years old and doc gave me
three to five years to live
I think I outlived him
For awhile I counted every day every year
Every Sunrise every sunset
Fifty three years I outlived his prognostication
I stuffed a basketball at age forty
Played major fast pitch in forties
Don't know when I forgot to worry
I must go this weekend
Shoot the annual three point shot
Laugh and play with the kids
For another day not borrowed
Another vision of a morning sun
Anticipation glee begot begot begot.