again at the end
of wednesday a-clap with
applause & praise our silver
lays lap at what begins
dreams what then stays
to snap to send forth
reverberant rays laden
with moon's domain night's
frays & fast
moving proof of strays
i might i may
snap what's left of today
without within withall
again at an end
of when say when
--
Bob Marcacci
Contentment is, after all, simply refined indolence.
- Richard Haliburton
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