Your Moment To Keep: Your Courage To Hope
Restless morning rush,
A sour hurry to wait for
Th day be over.
A treasure by day,
Trash'd after six-thirty news:
Pink lottery ticket.
Drifting dinner thoughts,
Plenty done & said-- none felt.
"O th morrow's madness"!
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