Quotidian
Quotidian
(commonplace or ordinary)
Written: by Miracle man
October 19, 2020
I say this not intending to sound like some old cliché,
but most things are quotidian that lurk in my day.
I’ve never shown much interest in the latest scuttlebutt,
my comfort zone has mostly been the bottom of a rut.
I know lots of people but socializing isn’t my thing,
I face each day and whatsoever it might bring.
I value my privacy and use my alone time to think,
some have tried convincing me of my need to bethink,
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2020
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