Good Day Anyway

When I don’t feel great, I get up too late.
And the sun’s now high in the sky.
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The day’s now begun, but with hours less fun.
And I’m finding not much to say.
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With coffee and torch, I head for the porch,
awaiting that first smoke of the day.
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The music’s down low, the words start to flow.
And time’s now starting to fly.
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I raise my head, thankfully not dead.
No need to question why.
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With love all around, my two feet on the ground,
I see there’s no better way.

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Infusion

It’s been a few days without a love poem writ.
The pencil’s working but I’ve run out of wit.
The words will come, but I know not from where.
I could try to force it, but I don’t dare.
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Autumns felt and change underway,
adjustments are made every day.
But know one thing; my love won’t wane,
for you’re now infused with my body, soul and brain.

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To Be Two, Too

Each other’s person is half a pair,
each moment’s doubled when two’s to share.
Work’s divided and troubles half,
one will smile, and both will laugh.
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Feelings felt always in sync,
every blink’s seen as a wink.
When each is first there’s no last.
With only tomorrows there’s no past.
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When one is lo, the other ve,
when one’s hi, both are free.
Two hands held the future’s bright.
And all that’s left is to be alright.

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