The Day That Is Worth Living For

Could be tomorrow, or the day after,
or a year out, or perhaps months ago,
but there will be one, at least,
a hundred for some,
thousands for others –
a handful for me, I hope –
there will be days that stick in the mind
like a new and well-loved flavor,
coloring the enveloping weeks,
days where the dull seems sharp again –
has the sky always been so blue?
has the weather always been so fine?
was all on this world made for me,
and made with love?

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