Day goes, smooth and warm
flows around us like a gurgling brook from our childhood
It tells of potential, love hope promising eternal
gifting, day promises endlessly of itself
I want to open today again
I feel I missed something, missed it
It dangel before me and I did not see it for what it was
give me back my day?
Let me squeeze potential love, future, life
from that which has already passed...
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