One Day Poem by Hiroshi Satow

One Day



On a fine morning,
Trudging along the road, snowy and shiny,
I feel afresh and anew,
That I can do it.
Yes, I can.

At dusk,
Coming back home on the road, icy and muddy,
I feel dead and tired and cold,
That nothing ain't done at all,
Nothing, nothing, nothing.

Monday, February 12, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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