There are days that just don't miss a beat
where horizons never end
and wings appear upon your feet
where nothing is pretend.
Each day is a new page in life
full of faith and hope,
to conquer every ounce of strife
having what it takes to cope.
Then strikes the day without a reason
where no light is coming through,
encompassed by this wintry season
and darkness is the view.
To know that so much can be done
yet unable to get a start,
a heavy load blocks out the sun
and life just has no chart.
Just like a tumble dryer
many days whirl round and round,
yet deep within is the desire
to find sweet rainbows all around.




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