I drew my own conclusions on a patchwork frame of sorts
I stood it on an easel just to give me some support
I marveled at the resulting grin that slid across my face
And wondered how I thought of this, and had it got a place
I hung it on the bedroom wall and read it every night
It helped me to relax a while and end the day quite right
And every time I wake, I smile, and welcome a new day
Wondering what I just might do, to help me on my way
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