Just One More Then One More Then...

When you look at that do you count the clouds you see? Does your imagination fly free? Do you see what you can see? Are you counting and having a freak out before you flee? Maybe you focus on the tree. My, there are a lot of them to scare thee. Where is the cat going? You'll figure it out, maybe, by the end of this showing.
Little by little.Day by day.Plenty of spittle.A shine from spray.
One number too many.One number too low.One freaks out any.One goes with the flow.
A line in the sand.A creation of numbers.Crawl instead of stand.Lose many night slumbers.
All due to large.Nope. All due to you.You left numbers in charge.So away you stew.
One step is easy.5000 a chore.500 people make you queasy.5 is a bore.
Stuck on the zeroes.Stuck on the high.Too many are for heroes. With you it won't fly.
Look at the high.Look and then look.You'll just die.Curl up in your nook.
But 5 is a breeze.10 isn't so bad.11 won't make you sneeze.With 16 fun can be had.
One more step ahead.One more attendee.One more has no dread.One more is carefree.
A different look.A different state.Another chapter in a book.Not such a debilitating state.
Are you one of those? Catch on to the cat's highs and lows? Can you talk in front of 5 but not 50? Is 5 steps ok but 5000 not nifty? Do you look at the numbers and then just freak out? What's that about? One step, one word, one whatever, and you are closer to being done. Day by day it is spun. And if a few more are in view, can just think of it like a few more too. Or if all else fails act crazy and roll in the grass. It works for my little rhyming ass.

The high and low doesn't have to define yes or no.