Who Can Tell?

You wake up in the morning
And everything seems swell.
The day is first unfolding, though,
So who can really tell?

Perhaps your daily exercise
Goes slightly out of whack
And suddenly there's stabbing pain
All through your lower back.

Or maybe, in an anxious state
You think, for calming's sake,
You'll take an aspirin but you pop
The wrong pill by mistake.

Or possibly, you leave to meet
Friends in another state,
But there's construction on the road
And you're an hour late.

No matter how the day begins,
There's no way in the world
To know what lies in wait for you
As hours are unfurled.