This is the life.
My life. The only one
I have.
My little life
I mostly don’t know how
to live
Think someone else
would make a better job of.

This is the life.
My little life.
That teases, taunts and
trips me up, so I
stumble and fall
and regularly crawl
through my days
never sure if I am
praying for mercy
or saying thank you.

This is the life.
My little life.
Orbiting round simple things
A small dog
A few good friends
Songs, poems and cake
Jotting down a few notes
as I spin.

This is the life.
My little life.
The only life that’s mine.
I probably wouldn’t trade it in
for a better one
(even if I could)
Not after working so hard
to get here
and finding a place
to call home.

** With gratitude to Ryland and Sue, for the lovely line that inspired this little riff.