Have you ever had the kind of day
When everything seemed right?
When though the rain was pouring down
Your inner sun shone bright?
When people met you on the street
And showered you with smiles:
When everything seemed perfect?
When you felt you were in style?
These are the days to treasure,
To recall when times are bad,
To ease the painful hurts in life,
Revive you when you're sad;
To comfort you in times of grief,
To hoard for winter's frost;
Reminders of relief in sight
When life is sometimes tossed.
Copyright by Barbara A. Duits 2001
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