Thursday, February 7, 2013

Under the Cover of Day

There are those few
days with the clouds
hovering over and through us.
It is then I take it,
cream in my coffee, larger
breakfasts, and longer,
lingering dreams.
On those early days
when I marinate in it,
the delight of personal allowance,
I push to worry.
A prepared concern,
reminding myself,
"It is those who have
known fear, that truly realize

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