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A New Day |
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Or perhaps,
but an hour,
a moment.
To grasp
more,
I find
overwhelming.
No longer,
do
I think in terms
of new
years, months,
or even
weeks.
Patterns can
shift
in a slight
breeze.
Fragments of
memory
or thought
can scatter
like pages
torn from a
diary.
Any new day
offers a new
challenge,
A new
opportunity
to embrace
only
what
matters.
Gratitude,
love.
Susan Haley
photo credit: Taken in Glacier National Park by Karen Haley 2010.
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