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I haven’t had the same day since
I blessed a flower for blooming,
Nor the day I thanked the machine
That made my coffee’s brewing.
You see, every morning, every day
Things happen and things don’t
And when you realize them, my friend
You’re on a different boat.
About the Creator
T. Licht
I have a love for words and a love to share them.
Enjoy! and thank you for taking the time to read this and maybe if you want subscribe and buy my new poetry book Whispers at Twilight
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