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Days – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: sunrise at Jindalee.

 

Days

I sometimes wonder how days feel,
we enter them,
mark the hours as sacred,
rue the late,
resist the early,
regret some and
rejoice in others.
Immerse,
focus,
and lose ourselves in days,
of joy,
of grief,
of love,
anticipation,
with each new day,
something, but
how do days feel?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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