The Good Day, The Bad Day

Fall

Good days

Drenched in

Mist

Sleep

Protein

Yoga pants

Every path

Leading down

A sunny road

With smiles

A pretty sunset

Nice words to share

Springing up

Like spring flowers

.

Winter blusters down

Those days

Without

Mist

Sleep

Protein

Yoga pants

Every path

Leading down

A crabby road

With fights

Without lunch

And bitter resentments

Welling up

Like black gold

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