Every Day

Every day
You will wake up
You'll get up
You'll go on your way

Though some days
You won't want to
You'll wish not to
You'll lay back down for a snooze

One of these days
You'll not get up
You'll feel sick
You'll call in

But that's what sick days are for

Now and then
You will die
But don't let it get you down
There are even odds
That there is life after death
Maybe even reincarnation

Oh to come back as something grand
Like a gnat

At the very least
You'll live on in the universe
Being that that is one of those laws
Energy is conserved
You will be recycled

Perhaps born again
Within a far off star