Another day gone by
With little time to do
All that's there to get done
As though the day just flew
Each day has its own things
To put the order through
Explore and discover
Each day has its own dues
Poem # 783Idea 2 August 2010
10:15 PM In bed
How Did I Come Up With This Poem?
From reflections on that day.
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