Just as I was waking this morning,

I heard the Cosmos say,

“Answer everything anyone says to you

Today by saying, ‘Good.’”

At breakfast, my son told me

He’d worn a hole in his shoe,

And I said, “Good!”

And he looked at me funny,

And then he smiled.

“It DOES give us a chance to go downtown

And eat at that fancy hotdog place,” he said.

I got to work and our new boss met me 

Coming down the hall.

“I don’t like you,” she said.

“Good!” I said and smiled

And kept walking.

I sat down at my desk

And thought about other jobs I’d like to have.

I touched my pencil to my chin

And grinned as I considered the possibilities.

At the grocery store, they said

They were out of my favorite bread.

“Good!” I answered with a chuckle,

And turned and left the bakery department

And went out to my car.

I’ll just have a candy bar instead.

And when I get in bed to sleep,

I’ll see in the morning what the word

Of the day will be.

But, I must say, 

If I don’t hear again,

I’ll stick with “good,”

For it has a way of turning out 

That way, when I say it, and think it,

And look for it.

-jenn