I took some time this morning
To see if I could find
The missing gumption I once knew
The Mojo, I’d left behind.
At the bequest of my cardiologist
I looked under the bed
I checked inside the closet
I did exactly as she said.
But, I couldn’t find my Mojo
He was there inside my drawer
He was hiding there with all my socks
My scarves, my shorts and more.
“Get up, get out, you can’t stay there!”
I called aloud to him
You and I are are getting dressed
We’re going to the gym.
It wasn’t easy getting there
It took some prodding and persuasion
But, once we did our exercise
There was renewed blood circulation.
Getting there is half the battle
It’s hard to find your way
But, once you find your Mojo
It gets easier each day.
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