I was carefully selecting where to put my feet
Slipped and landed in the manure on my seat.
I dream about how wonderful It would be to wake up
And see you laying next to me in bed
But its all a dream till the time comes
Well, this is life, I thought sometimes you just slip and fall
Then you get up, clean yourself onward to your next call.
So I got up and went home and washed the manure and
The grass now I have a story to tell, about falling.

WILFRED JOHN

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-thought-some-times-you-just-slip-and-fall/