Bereft once merry left behind wary Once more now extraordinarily Merry somehow in fact so very You might ask what is the matter with me Not minding it no longer matters though Being understood it feels good even so And so happily writing snappily Merrily unwary I write how I find I am mindfully happy Happily mindful of what matters now The merry left wary bereft behind Like all that matters I find in my own mind Not minding it no longer matters but What is is in my mind no matter what +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIV