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This Is My Day.....


This Is My Day.....

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Life seemingly to some

and to others I know,

becomes like a roll of a dice,

for each day;

depending on

which number

comes around,

that is the agenda of their day.

 

Our existence,

dreams,

hopes,

feelings,

frame of mind,

our despondency

should not be scaled;

to a number,

when rolled along

a Berber green carpet.

 

Aspirations,

happiness,

melancholy,

daily living though,

when rolled out

whether it be,

the number rolled

is high

or be it low,

I exclaim to world,

myself,

and all and sundry too,

“this is my day!

 

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