For all the things I tend to forget I still get by with no regret. The change of mind the unsure quest, the things that keep me at my best.

On starry nights, crisp of dawn, the birds crescendo, a new day is born.
On seeing, hearing and knowing where, laying my traps with the greatest of care.
Split second in motion as the alarm begins to sound, single minded emotion, your feet on the ground.

For all the things I tend to forget, I still get by with no regret.