Greg Costello (05/04/1970 / Dublin, Rep. of Ireland)
I basked in the ordinariness of the day,
Where it demanded nothing of me, nor I of it,
An afternoon unfolding in it's own shapeless way,
A temporary truce, that did my mood befit.
This signalled a change and sought a cycle to break,
For days of late have drained, like a temperamental child,
Came this day to cherish where so little seemed at stake,
A sereneness tethering thoughts, that have run wild.
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