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What a Difference a Day Makes
The ground shudders beneath my feet,
The lights go out,
My eyes are blind, I cannot see,
It seems there is a loud blast,
I cover my ears in pain.
Just a small disappointment,
Not really larger than another,
I've lived mny years,
And there have been many others,
The lights go out,
My eyes are blind, I cannot see.
But when you've dived deep within,
Experienced all there is in the muck,
Often you have no way to control,
What you feel, it's all the worst.
It sucks! It seems there is a loud blast,
I cover my ears in pain.
Sometimes I know no way to heal,
But have to wait.
For another difference a day can make.
The ground will shudder beneath my feet.
3 comments:
I am a believer in dreams, and though it may be hard, I try in those darkest moments, when I am blind, to see the things the future might bring when times change.
waiting is essential at times,
it is perfect when
time, fortune, and opportunity hit at perfect pace.
I smile and nod and send you a hug. I can relate to this--as I accumulate days and all the difference they make.
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