There are good days,
there are bad days,
and there are days
of no consequence.
Everyone knows them,
we have all felt them
as we journey on
through our lives.
From our birth
to our death
days fuel us
from morning till night.
We see the sun rise
as morning comes to call
and see the shadows fall
as the night time approaches.
27 September 2014
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