Poetic License: One extra day at a time
For Robert Hilliard on his 90th birthday
I
Got through my first ninety,
The rest will be easy chill,
No more puffing up life’s mountain
Just coasting back downhill.
Waking up each morning
With new challenges to find,
As I play out my fourth quarter
One extra day at a time.
II
I smile when I watch the sun set
And say, “Hasta maana, baby,
I’ll be here when you’re rising,
No if, and, but, or maybe.
And as I wake next morning
One thought runs thru my mind –
To play out my fourth quarter
One extra day at a time.”
III
Got me more love than ever,
Old Devil Lust gone away,
More joy in being together,
New memories born each day,
Happy to wake each morning
Next to my love sublime,
Playing out that fourth quarter
One extra day at a time.
IV
Get a big bang from the universe
Looking deep up at the stars,
We were once all stardust
Just like Jupiter and Mars,
In the early light of evening
I watch that new moon climb,
Playing out that fourth quarter
One extra day at a time.
V
My whole world’s turned positive,
No more room for doom and gloom
The iceman’s still a-coming
But it won’t be someday soon.
So I’ll wake each morning
And watch a new day shine,
Playing out my fourth quarter
One extra day at a time.