Same Old, Same Old

It takes something abnormal to make normal so appealing.
We see the joy of a hot summer day when the snow piles up,
Go along complaining about mundane until all hell breaks loose.
I want a normal day and whatever it brings, no bombshells
Same old, same old day after day is what I long for this morning.

We Agree

We found the solution was
a simple one, but not easy.
We would agree that we can
disagree on this subject,
that nothing would be gained
from further examination
but hurt feelings and anger.