I have a theory.

In fact, I’ve got a few.

Each day is different,

each day is new

No matter the weather,

or the people you see,

everything is unique.

At least, it is to me

I’m a little older each day,

And the world is too.

While I grow and I change,

the earth rotates anew.

So when things feel boring,

or old and worn out,

I remember my theory,

and give life a shout.