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A Beautiful Day.

A Day Of Love and Laughs. A Day Full of T-Shirts..and Maybe a Blouse.

I Step Outside To Evade The Confines Of This House. And Maybe For A Fresh Breath To Enter My Mouth.

But As I Sit And Reason, These Thoughts Give Birth To Doubt. And I Sit Still And Picture The Many Ways The Scenarios Could Play Out.

I Picture Love. I Picture A Not So Distant Future Filled With Caravans And Doves.

An Isle Littered With Petals, And Just As The Guests Have Settled..Arrives My Better Half.

A Clear Blue Sky Covers The Green Lawns Bright With The Jives Of Those Who Skip And Those Who Slide

And  As The Sunset Arrives As We Board Our Brand New Ride Into The Sun's Waning Light And The Embrace Of The Moonlight.

I Picture Loss. I Picture A Future Of Death, Gloom, Broken Hearts And Broken Souls.

A Hand Covered In Dirt, The Other Clutching The Tears That Fell On My Brother As He Left This Earth.

A Shirt Covered In Blood, An Open Wound Left Behind By The One To Whom I Had Entrusted My Heart.

A House Littered With Clothes, And As She Leaves She Takes With, Our Hopes And Dreams.

I Picture Life. I Picture God And Scripture, A Son Or Daughter..And A Loving Wife.

Joke-Filled Dinners, Plates Filled With The Finest Cuisine Making Me Feel Like A True Winner.

Farms Filled With Spinach, Cloves And Kales And All Sorts Of Animals You Could Think Of.

I'm Grown, Old And Wise, Looking Into The Horizon As My Grandskids Ask About My Perspective Of Life.

Another Day.

A Day That Follows Tuesday. A Day That You're Going To Wear Whatever You Said.

I Go Back In To My House Still Confined In My Mind. The Air Stinks Of Regret, Dirty Laundry And Wasted Words Of Advice.

I Fall Onto My Bed And Think Of That Recent Movie That I didn't Watch. So I Grab A Snack And Imagine My Life On TikTok.