Routine Poem by Syl Espina
Routine
Every day...
I wake up to a brand new day;
Always wake up and pray
That clouds won't be gray.
Every week...
I reflect on things I seek;
Scan my bucket list and check
Which brings a winning streak.
Every month...
I look back to the labyrinth
Of life in the seventh,
And move forward to eleventh.
Every year...
I always get a cheer
From a dear here and there,
And celebrate the love in my sphere.
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