I juggle all the time to make first things first, emotional as I am, it ain’t easy,

So many things compete for FIRST!, hard to make things second, third, fourth,

Forthcoming if I’m to be tho’, there’s a bit less whoa in it these days,

As my days tumble forward, horizon seems to be coming faster, what’s over the ridge, the bridge to no where, oblivion, unknown,

Gotta keep first things first to make sense and keep sense and stay grounded, rooted,

In Love

Rooted in love, GOOD.