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This is the Day


THIS IS THE DAY

Some days are worth waiting for,
This is one of them

Some days you picture with the person made for you,
This is the day

Some days you remember the smell of the rain,
This is one of them

Some days make you smile inside,
This is the day

Some days you will remember forever,
This is one of them

Some days you look outdoors and you can see forever,
This is the day

Some days we witness magic happen,
This is one of them

Some days we feel like we can conquer the world,
This is the day

Some days are meant to spend taking them all in,
This is one of them

Some days are perfect,
This is the day

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  1. I LOVE this one!!!!!!!Beautiful!!!And on a rainy day like this one here, it's so nice to read this poem! Thank you for sharing! :)

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  2. Sonja - Thank you so much - This is not in the format I usually write in, but it flowed this way in my thoughts ... So glad you enjoyed it!

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  3. Hi, Kristine...Very nicely presented....Makes the reader believe in your thoughts and also brings the reader into evaluating the richness of each day~! Nicely written....

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  4. Thank you so much, Margaret - I appreciate your kind words - I love putting my thoughts down on paper - Just as you do ... We need to appreciate each day ...

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