Monday

It’s Monday.
Good and evil, heat and cold,
hungry and fed, naked and clothed.
Some are blessed, others damned.

Keep innocence,
tucked away for difficult times.
Tap into that energy to survive defeat.

Monday arrives and goes around.
Look up and breathe.
Forget, reconcile and face tomorrow.
Surpass and let smiles outweigh frowns.

Around the curve

The sun is new each day.
Heraclitus

Poetry

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