Happy. Its the first word of the Psalter’s first day’s morning prayer. So whatever the further turnings in a month The reset word is always Happy. Its hard to say the word and not Straighten your spine Like those trees that keep on Treeing, refusing to wither In season and out. Things grow thorny after that First word for we have to deal with the righteous And the wicked, then there’s David with His whiny praisy back and forth. But that’s us, we are the psalms, starting out and always hoping back toward Happy.