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One Egg = One Day by Fran Crawford I have a picture of an egg Painted by a friend It's what I see to start each day Hanging there at my bed's end A day is like an egg, you know Self-contained within its shell Filled with energy and purpose And yet remains so very frail To free the many options here A crack is all it takes The shell turns loose potential Like the dawn as each day breaks The fate of either is our choice The egg ...to hatch ...or boil ...or fry The day ...to fill with worthwhile tasks Or just enjoy as life goes by All of our days, as all of our eggs Are ours to use, but listen, folks Beware of how you handle them Some of them have double yolks! Copyright Fran C. Crawford March 1999